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14 responses to “work away + the 4th day of straightline WIND, constant, day and night, with “feels like temp in the 20’s + Miscellaneousness =”
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lovely…draws me right into your “just here”…stillness: deep, restful, and full of joyful treasure.
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i wear the blessed hat from your hand atop the sweatshirt hood, pulled
down just enough to see, down over the ears, just enough to hear.LikeLike
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Such comfort and warmth in this tableau, so right in keeping with the coming of Winter Solstice. I’ve lived in colder weather than here, in -8 degree weather but I feel it more here probably because I am older. Tonight we go down to 18 and over the next two days, our nights go down to 12 and 13.
Today, immersed myself in the rich smell of fir trees as I created my little recycled Charlie Brown tree from free trimmings at Home Depot. The trimmings come from the lower branches of cut trees that they sell and are tossed into a huge box, free for the taking. I placed the various branches in a square glass vase that is covered with basket weavings. We used to buy live trees for our Winter Solstice but we don’t have the space for a live tree in our backyard.
Normally this ritual of making a tree would be for my Winter Solstice celebration but it will serve dual purposes this year as our grand kids are coming for Christmas. I gave this little tree a hint of New Mexico by hanging dried red chiles from chili plants that we grew this summer. The tree also has dried orange slices, something that I have done for years, love how the light shines through the orange flesh as well as 40 yr old tiny paper snowflakes, used every year, 4-sided because I never mastered how to cut a 6 sided snowflake. Tiny red ornaments also adorn our tree, bought for me by Rich when we lived in Texas and glass icicles from those very cold days living in the Cascade Mtns. I like using things that have memories so to that end, the front of one of the larger branches is bedecked with a green glass bead garland from a visit to Bourbon Street in New Orleans for my 59th birthday. A few tiny white lights complete the decorated little tree. Today it has been so good to let the quiet joys of the season fill me…LikeLike
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such a BEAUTY FULL Telling, Marti and i know how much you
love these honest and completely joyous gatherings of
new and remembered Love
i hope too that when the kids come you set out the paperbag
sand and candle luminarias in your back yard, amidst the
silent beings thereLikeLike
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ah the coiled basket looks like it is levitating with the loving vibrations
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i am thinking now, in This Moment, that the harshness of
this Cold Time also energizes things to
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Marti – I didn’t realize that you lived in the Cascades … for which our street is named (as are other streets in our neighborhood: Ozark, Appalachian, and Stony …)
More importantly, how wonderful that your grands will be with you! And I love the description of your Charlie Brown “tree” which sounds much like the wired-together cedars that we cobbled together during our early married years when money was too scarce for even a Christmas Eve special.LikeLike
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Grace … your “just this” is so much more than “just”
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we are back from the north of vermont..and total non reception to here on our hill..when i slipped out this morning the world was rimmed with frost..but now we are back to rain and almost freezing rain..making our trip to the north seem more like a march mud trip than a pre solstice journey..
i look at your stillness at the beauty of your altar..hoping its beauty and the silence face the wind and cold ..four days is long sometimes..but mainly right now it is making me smile and laugh at myself..my altar..with your work above it..with your turquoise upon it has grown smaller and smaller..and now is carefully arranged …and then rearranged..on a woven tray..the candles lit only when i am present..the palo santo scenting the air briefly and then carefully removed..i was gifted with kittens..young irrepressible kittens..such a surprise..
and nothing is safe..possibly sacred ..but not safe..and we have an old cat…and no there is no safe meeting there yet either…so we play a variation of cat roulette..with doors opened and closed..with loved and treasured things put away….and we laugh and laugh ..which of course balances everything else..the simple joy does out weigh all the rest..usually…
and in the evening..they curl upon your chest..and sleep in such total relaxation is so amazing and purr..
i am imagining marti’s tree.. the things she has chosen to put on it..the memories they hold..we hiked down the hill in the north and cut one when discovered that we all really wanted to do this..so a car trip home with the freshness of fir filling the space..in every way…i have put it up in a sturdy base..and the kittens are enamored..they run full tilt and then either stop..amazed and leap up and up..or simply run and leap..for right now i am quite content with the tree..the scents of the season..and the pounding noise that two small kittens make….i am happy with the simply just here..but it is..actually not quiet at all
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it has been so long since I have felt real cold, we shiver & think 7˚C (45˚F) is bitter here in the Land Down Under!
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January is the cold month here.
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just
it’s an interesting word, isn’t it…LikeLike
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the kittens, like Tay, no Hesitation. No hesitation but to
Live and Do…. such beauty in that.
and i still can smell the scent of the christmas trees, how
amazing, Inside, that scent.
i had a friend long ago whose eccentric family would cull the
trees on their land at Solstice, bringing in many, many, like
a forest of them to fill the Great Room of their cinder block
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