Well, that's a dismal take, isn't it.
Like my 2019 upsizing, there is a lot to be done. Energies fueled by the creation in trying things out, put together my new home. Many resources, every stripe of people; the overwhelming became a home. Everything in the world's upsize challenges are in the new looks and energies and creativities that shimmer just ahead. There will be discoveries, creations, people, ideas that we don't now know as we plunge ahead and find what works, toss what doesn't, discover what works better, how to do it. And, that's the adventure--we get to find out. Together.
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On this part of the planet the week ahead takes us to next Saturday's longest night. It's good remembering that the following week starts the march to June's longest day.With a bit shorter span between Thanksgiving and Christmas this year, I feel like I'm a squirrel running around to all my acorn hidey holes, doing backflips off tree trunks, and hanging by my toes to dine on bird feeder largesse. The roadways and big box parking lots are jammed. I actually welcome waiting to cross a one-way bridge reconstruction I often pass. A reward for one of the waits was getting to watch an Asplundh Tree Service worker suspended far and high clearing branches by the bridge over the creek below...
Just outside the door at the end of my hall, a couple of bushes have beautiful flowers blooming on them, weathering freezing temps, ice and snow...
Jeanenne texted photos of her big cookie baking family crowd in her vast kitchen. Here are a couple of them...
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...her seven grandkids. |
Climbing through technology thickets for weeks, I found at last how to publish video again after YouTube changed without a how-to or a how-do-you-do. It's annoying that I can't eliminate the "card" now at the end of the video where it shows you random video choices. I'm still working to get rid of that feature, but tonight I don't know how. Stay tuned.
I'm happy to share with you a frequent highlight of my late afternoon walks...
I love to hear and see the geese doing their late day flights. I'm guessing they're heading back to their favorite pond for the night after a day of foraging in cornfield stubble and such.
A larger, lone bird flew overhead. It might have been an egret type...
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As it flew by a jet photo-bombed. |
...everything's gonna be alright.
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