A bit of my days:
I love a lidded pot.
I’m learning to scramble up rocks in CO. There were a mess of soft round red ones that were my real favorites… something so peaceful about sitting on those. But I liked this little sister too:
Vegadog playing in snow. I learned I loved it in Minnesota. Cross Country skiing & falling down is one of my favorite memories.
I’m happiest here out in the world with the soft quiet of everything and fresh powder. I may be a bonafide snow bunny.
I could only have been happier if I’d had some swirly twirly wooly skirt swinging around me on my New Year’s hike. Planning to make a wool skirt fit for Isabella Bird activities anyone else interested? I learned a bit more about her today now I’m reading her book on traveling the west -what a gal & what a name.
Snow in Colorado is my consolation prize to the season of cheer being over. Dang I love the lights, evergreens, good will and tidings. And the plumping. So many grand ladies cooking grand things. My nana mailed me her famous fruitcake and I scrumptioused it up -every bite tasting like home.
I pulled 3 cards for the coming year. I’ve always been a sucker for fortune telling on New Year’s Day. I pulled The Fool. And I thought – Damn -but then I thought- yep – that’s me. Bright eyed and bushy tailed my people would call it. Full of pluck and giddy innocent excitement at the prospect of flying off the cliff of life or careening steeply into a mountainside. After a year or two of comeuppance and come-uponness I think playing the fool is probly necessary in life and even a gracious boon. It’s a lot easier to take a leap when you’re full of naive hope and fresh excitement. How lucky it is to get to be the fool more than once. If it comes down to stupid hope and a goofy smile versus a jaded scowl and wrinkles of judgement – I’m glad to be the fool. And more grateful still that a blue period stirred with a bout of lost timidity didn’t last so long it dried up my ability to be foolish.
Happy New Years. I hope 2014 goes easy for y’all.
Up this week: A Wool Top and Dress fit for the coldest of days. We all know -February is yet to come and Dar Williams has that song for a reason folks…
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