I had just returned from walking my dog, and I sat down at the computer to check the Book of Faces to see that Lori – friend of mine – posted a link to this video:
Now, Lori might not know how much I have always loved the original of this song, as it was penned by Leon Russell, but to realize that there’s a version sung by Ray Charles makes it even sweeter.
Thank you, Lori.
You’ve no idea how much I love – and needed – to hear such sweetness today.
❤
This song comes up a lot on my playlist.
Don’t ask me why; it just does.
I don’t know so much about the message, but I certainly love their accents.
*swoon*
Hail to Loki, my Heart and Soul ❤
I know, I know; I was going to post about yesterday’s concert, but I’m still processing.
Today I had the opportunity to visit with four friends whom Keegen and I have not seen in nearly two years. One of these friends even threw a sort of impromptu party for me, complete with all my favorite foods and drinks. As well, the four of us had two years of catching up with each other to do, so we spent most of the day cooking, eating, drinking, and most of all, engaging in some weird and wonderful conversation.
You know how it is often said that your true friends can go for long periods of time without speaking and yet, when you reconnect with them, the easy comfort of being together again seems as if Time had never passed at all?
Well, I realized today that these four people are *exactly* those sort of friends. We laughed until our sides hurt and we cried and we talked and we listened to each other until way past sunset. The hours just flew by and suddenly it was time to go our separate ways again.
But I do not feel the slightest bit frustrated or sad by the fact that the hours passed so quickly. As a matter of fact, not only was I was well-fed, had good company, and was wonderfully entertained for the day, I felt seen and heard and most of all, loved.
And that’s more than I could ever have wanted.
I’m spending this Sunday morning by the ocean.
It is quiet; almost peaceful. This morning is a landscape of muted blues and soothing greys bordered in shades of white and brown.
I am surprised that I have not seen many seagulls, but I have seen a lot of crows.
I was awakened by several of them calling to each other this morning, over the soothing rhythm of the waves. (These are two unrelated but much welcomed sounds to me, and this makes me happy.)
They left a few glossy black feathers on the balcony.
I have made a decision.
When I am old, and accountable to few but myself, I am going to live by the ocean.
While I am quite certain that there will always be an ocean
I hope that there will always be crows.
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Thank You, my Beloved.
For everything
Today and Always
❤
Happy Valentines’ Day.
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While I’d actually intended on posting another piece that I’d found a few weeks ago (that I’d been saving to post here today), here is a lovely poem by Mary Oliver that I woke up to find on my RSS feed this morning:
THE FOURTH SIGN OF THE ZODIAC (PART 3)
I know, you never intended to be in this world.
But you’re in it all the same.
So why not get started immediately.
I mean, belonging to it.
There is so much to admire, to weep over.
And to write music or poems about.
Bless the feet that take you to and fro.
Bless the eyes and the listening ears.
Bless the tongue, the marvel of taste.
Bless touching.
You could live a hundred years, it’s happened.
Or not.
I am speaking from the fortunate platform
of many years,
none of which, I think, I ever wasted.
Do you need a prod?
Do you need a little darkness to get you going?
Let me be as urgent as a knife, then,
and remind you of Keats,
so single of purpose and thinking, for a while,
he had a lifetime.
— from Blue Horses, collected poems
Eleven months ago….
Yes. ❤
Thank You for asking.
So.
Today being Saturday, and K starting school the day after tomorrow, K and I have been either hanging out or busily running around trying to get all those last minute ‘back to school’ things done before Monday morning.
~~~
Wednesday, we played a marathon session of Monopoly– in anold school style, in a game that lasted nearly 5 hours— wherein K kicked my ass, and bought up 3/4 of the properties before I begrudgingly surrendered. (But, on the plus side: we finally had a chance to use that Collector’s Edition Doctor Who 50th Anniversary Monopoly set that zie got from zir uncle for zir birthday last year.)
Then, for the rest of the day, it was television, movies, and barbecue:
We laughed throughout a three episode viewing of Gravity Falls, two episodes of Adventure Time…and then, we laughed, commiserated, and eventually cried with John Grogan and his family as we watched Marley and Me.
(Though I’m not ashamed to admit that I cried hard at the end, and that movie made my dog – a Dal-Lab mix – appear to be a piece of cake to deal with compared to Marley…even though our dog did chew up several of my older son’s wallets ..and once, our dog did chew up a set of jumper cables…)
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Thursday, we had a last hurrah type summer cleaning day.
We cleaned the pool,weeded, and I walked the dog.
We re-arranged things around the house a bit more, cleaned and straightened the bedrooms, and inventoried what school supplies we had left over from last year.
We went through zir closet and sorted through which clothes that fit and which didn’t in preparation for how much clothes shopping we would have to do for the new school year.
We talked a lot as we did this, and discussed at length the events of the summer, since we’d spent a good chunk of it not at home together or hanging as much as we would have liked.
~~~
On Friday afternoon, we went to Parent’s night, and K and I met K’s teacher, whom I am glad to say we both liked very much.
K is actually looking forward to going to school on Monday…which is fucking miraculous.
We got the supply list, and afterwards, we went and finished picking up everything that K would need for Monday, which was a relief.
(Nothing like waiting until the last minute, I say.)
~~~
All in all, it’s been a tough few months.
I was feeling kinda down — even if K wasn’t – and zie did the sweetest thing to cheer me up:
Zie offered to do something for me.
So while at the store buying supplies, zie picked up
a bottle of nail polish for me:
Zie insisted on painting my nails for me
– both my fingers and my toes-
in this particular nail polish called ‘Candy Sprinkles’
Now I am not usually a person that wears nail polish on my fingernails, but I must say that I find this particularly delightful…
And it does serve the intended purpose of making me smile when I look at my hands
❤
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