snail mail

Sending and receiving handwritten letters and postcards is one of my greatest pleasures in life.  Who doesn't love opening their mailbox to find a friend has taken the time to pick out some stationery and send a longhand update on their life?  If you're anything like me, you enjoy writing just as much as reading, and you've got plenty of note cards and papers to do so.  Okay, maybe way past plenty - as in a stockpile.  Or a hoard.  A cache?

Eternally relevant

The words and actions of Martin Luther King, Jr. and the innumerable others who worked so hard alongside him to change this country are, to me, the standard of what sacrifice, integrity, and strength can attain.  The wisdom he gave the world is timeless, applicable to cultures and countries all over the globe.  If only we could say that what he envisaged - true equality, a world focused on giving, kindness, respect, and knowledge, a world free of war - was the norm.  I remain hopeful that the future he dreamed as possible will come to pass, for everyone's sake.

cows and wintry landscapes

“I must have flowers, always, and always.” ― Claude Monet

options

sometimes the bigger question is which necklace to wear rather than what pants to put on

rain, snow, sunshine, what have you

Awake since 5:30.  I've seen rain, snow, and now sunshine.  We may experience a thunderstorm later today.  Life in the desert during winter sure can be interesting.  Today is the type of day where hot cups of tea, reading, playing in the craft room, and some small measure of comfort food are in order.  

the view through our living room window this morning

books, tea, a quilt, and some soup = a perfect winter day in my house

wish it. dream it. do it.

There are lots of little decorative bowls and plates around our home.  In most of them you'll find heart shaped rocks, driftwood, small stones, acorns, dried leaves, feathers, seed pods, bark, rusty keys, tufts of bison fur, or more.  Bits and pieces found along the way.  I'm a meanderer.  I look up, down, and all around when I walk.  Seemingly everything catches my eye which is how I end up with pocketsful of debris and scads of photos.  Not everything comes home with me, much to Tim's relief.  Most of what does ends up in these bowls and plates.  On the reverse of the metal flower above are the brief sentences "wish it.  dream it.  do it."  Words to live by, I believe.