Sunday, January 20, 2013

Smell the Roses

Two red roses sit in a vase on the mahogany desk.  Soft velvet blooms open in welcome, a sweet fragrant embrace.

Friday, January 18, 2013

Cobwebs in the Corner

The cobweb in the corner of the room sways back and forth.  It reminds me of a tattered sail on a pirate ship.

Thursday, January 17, 2013

Baby Blues

Small Stone:

I see them every day, see our life and love reflected there, but in this moment I really look at them - your eyes - and I'm hypnotized by the color of the sea, held captive by the electric blue, moved by the warmth of a perfect, cloudless sky that is your eyes.


Under Construction

I was out yesterday, shopping for birthday gifts for the husband when I spotted what I immediately knew would be my small stone for the day.  When I came to the next stop light, I grabbed the nearest piece of paper (the back of a receipt) and scribbled it down.  I didn't have time to post it yesterday, so here it is:

Shocking patches of yellow and orange among dead, brown grass.  A roadway crew eats lunch under a shadeless tree in the median.

Tuesday, January 15, 2013

Snow Time Like The Present

An early morning surprise drifts lazily from the sky, a blanket of white on the ground.




Monday, January 14, 2013

The Beauty In All

Today's small stone was inspired by an unexpected yet giggle-worthy moment.

Darling lab with floppy ears and sleek black coat sniffs around behind a fancy wrought iron fence.  And then he does his business.

Sunday, January 13, 2013

Mindful Muse

Taking out the trash, I find clusters of last night's hail struck through with pieces of weeds and grass, and then a scurrying noise...the bunny shows me its cotton tail as he flees out through the fence.

Saturday, January 12, 2013

Observations Through Tired Eyes

I missed two days of mindful writing.  So much for paying attention, huh?  Or maybe I was, but needed the rest anyway.  I've just been tired, too lazy to make it onto the blog.  Did anything filter through in my absence?  I don't know.

We had two days of non-stop rain, and then two days where the sun played peek-a-boo with the clouds, and now it's raining again. 

One of the furry members of our family loves to look outside through open blinds, so I opened the blinds this morning and the first thing I noticed was this:

It's raining again.  The bird's nest in the tree looks like soggy strands of hay.

Wednesday, January 9, 2013

Small Stone Day 9












Ducks bob on the surface of the rain swollen pond on a dull gray morning.


Note:  This is an older picture, not from today, but it's one of my favorites.  Thought I'd use it since my small stone is about ducks.  And I know I wrote about rain yesterday as well, but it's been raining for two days straight.  Kinda hard not to notice. 




Tuesday, January 8, 2013

Small Stone Day 8



 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 


Still having issues posting pictures, but after a little searching found a way around it. 
 
The picture is of my journal on the first day of the Mindful Writing challenge before I began writing.  I've since filled up a page and a half with daily observations. 
 
Some days I find myself struggling just to find one thing, or the right words for that something.  At those times, I think the problem is me.  I'm trying too hard, or not hard enough.  Not paying proper attention.  Other days I may have multiple moments that I want to make note of, and all the words seem to fall into place.  I enjoy each of these because it's the process - of writing, and of awareness - that keeps me focused, keeps me noticing the world around me, especially the little things like the way the rain drums steadily on the roof of the house and runs like a faucet, splashing in puddles in the garden walkway.  In a world that's noisy and chaotic and spinning around me at dizzying rates, it's the stopping to listen, to pay attention, to just be that quiets all the rest, and makes life that much more colorful.
 
My small stone for today:  The rising rainwater quickly runs off the sidewalk where it pools in the grass, drowning the discarded ketchup packet.
 


Monday, January 7, 2013

Small Stone Day 7

Redheaded girl on roller skates delivers a brown paper bag and styrofoam cup to my car.  Lunch is served.

Sunday, January 6, 2013

Saturday, January 5, 2013

Small Stone Day 5

Parking lot street lamp illuminates gnarled tree branches, turning them ghostly white.

Friday, January 4, 2013

Small Stone Day 4

Silver tines cut into blueberry crumble coffee cake.  I savor the new mouthwatering tradition minus a dancing candle glow and curling smoke of wishes.




Thursday, January 3, 2013

A Birthday and a Small Stone

The big 4-0!  I can't even explain why I was so excited to hit this birthday, but I met it with an eagerness and enthusiasm that baffles even my mind. 

My best friend from high school, who is two years younger than me, called to wish me a happy birthday.  She shared my enthusiasm over this milestone, and can't wait for 40 herself.  Funny, I'm sure we weren't looking forward to 40, or even gave it a thought when we were in high school.

I look forward to this new year and great things, so that's probably half the pull.

I received wonderful goodies from my loving family, and ate entirely too much at my favorite seafood place for dinner.  I didn't get the blueberry pie I mentioned, but that'll be a mission for another day.

The photo thing is acting screwy so I'm unable to post the picture of my beautiful birthday flowers.

Was a great day!

And my small stone for day 3:

Straight edged lines and the wispiness of a gray feather contrast against puffy white cotton clouds.



Wednesday, January 2, 2013

Small Stone Day 2

Like a light show, the evening sky changes from foggy pink to deepening shades of blue.

Tuesday, January 1, 2013

January 1 Small Stone

Bone tired, the ball-capped man sleeps soundly on a couch, head lolled to his chest.  In the middle of a busy mall.

Resolutions

First of all, I'm starting off the new year with a wonderful cold.  Thanks winter season! :)

As for resolutions, I don't make strict ones.  Who keeps them anyway?  Eating better and getting more exercise always seems like a good idea, but with my birthday two days away, how can I really be expected to pass on going out to eat and birthday cake?  Or, as is the case this year, pie?  I was eating a piece of cherry pie the husband bought for Christmas, and was reminded of the pie shop I used to frequent with my parents where we'd get a blueberry banana pie.  It's been years since I've had one, but I can still remember how yummy those were.  For my birthday, I'd settle for a blueberry pie. 

So, I'm no good with resolutions, but I have written out some goals for the new year.  Writing and reading goals.  Today started the month long Mindful Writing Challenge.  I decorated my Small Stones journal weeks ago and have been dying to use it just for this purpose.

 
 
And I'm starting the 'memory jar' idea I found here, in the comments. I love the whole concept of this site.

What are your resolutions?  Goals?