Friday, April 18, 2014

Signs of Spring

Yippee, we are finally, and I really mean that, finally we are seeing signs of Spring in our corner of the world.  Now those little buds probably aren't the most robust signs of Spring, but for me those little tiny nubs of color represent signs of the beauty that will burst forth in days to come.  With the forecast of 60's and 70's with a shower or two is indeed the requirement we need to finally leave old man Winter behind, good riddance I say, and a halleluja welcome to Spring.

The daffodils are making an appearance but with that snow earlier this week, it kinda lowered their little faces downward...I am hoping with the sun back and the temps more springlike, their little faces will once again turn upward toward that warming sun.

Another huge sign of Spring, at least around my house, is Cinder is no longer wearing her bright red Christmas sweater.  She was so out of fashion for far too long so begone and another good riddance....I did buy her a bright pink one somewhere around February, but there must have been something in the material that bothered her because she scratched it until it was literally in shreds, so it was back to the red one.  And fyi, Toby is making great strides in healing.  And he sits still and lets me put in those ear drops without a whimper or a snarl.

No, the tulips are not blooming here yet, still have to purchase them at TJ's, but what would Easter week be without those beautiful blooms that represent Spring and new life.....

Today we Christians honor and celebrate "Good Friday", the day that Jesus Christ died on the cross for mankind.  In these last 40 days prior to Easter Sunday I have given much thought and tried to be mindful of giving up something "bad" for Lent.  No, I did not give up candy or Pepsi or desserts, but what I have tried to give up is apathy, jealousy and being judgemental, being more mindful of conversations, and realizing that with each passing day my life has decreased by one, so living it to it's fullness and awareness is of the utmost importance.

Happy Easter, friends, may your life be full of the grace of new life.

If you have a moment, please hop over to my collaborative blog "Focusing On Life" where I am musing on the platform of our lives.

Until next time....

Tuesday, April 15, 2014

A Four Letter Word is Back...

I am trying to get back in the habit of blogging on a more regular basis, since I seemed to have lost that MOJO I was talking about earlier.  I guess you have to work at your MOJO, it doesn't just re-appear like a lost shoe.  It's like good habits, you have to work at those daily or you can slip into bad habits.  And so it is with writing and photography, it is a practice that needs regular tending.

We did have a touch of spring last week, but Sunday the clouds rolled in with rain and much cooler temperatures and then late yesterday afternoon that dreaded four letter word returned...SNOW. The weathermen had predicted the snow, but said because the weather had warmed up, that surely it wouldn't stick.  Hah, again Mother Nature fooled us.  It stuck and this morning I woke up to winter white again.  But....the sun is shining, and we will return to Spring later this week, albeit not warm it should be back in the 50's/60's.  Springtime in Chicagoland is always fickle so this should not be a surprise to any of us.  I remember the first Spring we arrived here back in the 70's, Easter Sunday was not tulips and daffodils, but snow and cold.   My son with his new white pants blended nicely with the fresh fallen snow, blended yes, looked ridiculous, yes.

My Toby has been fighting an ear infection for about a week.  Kids....took him to the VET last Wednesday and because it was pretty bad and the Doc couldn't quite determine exactly what the bacteria was, it (not his ear, but a swab of the crap that was oozing, have I grossed you out??) was sent to a lab for further analysis.  Now on his 2nd round of antibiotics and over $400 later he is on his way back to good health.  YIPES!!  Thank goodness it's not contagious or I might be looking at another boatload of money for Cinder.  No wonder there are so many dogs out there looking for new owners thru these adoption agencies.  In these tough times, I can imagine the affordability gets too overwhelming for some.  So far I have been able to disguise his meds via peanut butter, but this latest med is a topical ointment, which means getting into that sore ear.  Hmm, wonder how that is going to play out.

Hoping your week is gifting you with Spring and all the newness it brings....

Linking to Kim's Texture Tuesday today.

"You will either step forward into growth or you will step back into safety."   ~Abraham Maslow

Until next time....

Sunday, April 13, 2014

The Pony Express...

Today is the anniversary of the “First Mail Delivery Day” delivered via Pony Express in 1860 when a westbound rider arrived in Sacramento, CA from St. Joseph, MO.  It took approximately 10 days of hard riding for the mail to be delivered by a band of men, a stable full of horses with many stops along the way for the 1900 mile ride.

And now here we are 154 years later with the US Post Office in dire financial stress, with hints of discontinuing Saturday deliveries and to be honest most times my mailbox is cluttered with unwanted “junk” material.  The art of handwritten letters is too almost gone.  Very few cards or letters ever grace my mailbox, but when they do, it is always a delight.  Thank you notes have now become a quick text or email for many.  Granted technology has made great strides in communications, but sometimes I miss those “bread and butter” letters where you could sit and read about the latest news from a family member or an old college friend. 

Last night I spent a delightful evening with my good friend, Marti where we attended a night with Ben Vereen.  You remember Ben Vereen don’t you?, a great song and dance man, but definitely from an earlier era.  As he told stories and tidbits from his past, he relayed one where he referred to receiving a telegram.  The audience giggled, and then in the same story he mentioned record albums, record players and cassettes.  Words that are not even in our vocabulary today, and most young people have never heard of “telegrams”.   Their telegram is simply a “text” via their phones.  Now don’t get me wrong, I am all for moving forward and new technology (altho I have to admit it moves too fast for me at times), but sometimes a simple card or even a telephone call seems to add a more personal touch.  Can you imagine waiting 10 days via pony express to hear of a birth or a death, no I can’t. So hurrah for the strides we have made in instant notifications, but my hats off to those pony express riders who braved tough trails to bring those much wanted letters from loved ones.  

And by the way ....none of the images have anything to do with the story, just some I had not posted from my Charleston trip.  Hope the week a head is indeed a fulfilled one.  A grace filled Holy Week to my Christian friends and a blessed Passover Week to my Jewish friends.   

"The purpose of life is to live it, to taste experience to the utmost, to reach out eagerly and without fear for newer and richer experience."  ~ Eleanor Roosevelt

Until next time.....