It’s raining again, which is better than snow, but still is it ever going to stop? Mr. Cottage said it feels muted today.
That grey cast has wrapped around our little house and it feels like no matter how many lights we turn on, we can’t overpower the gloom.
It’s a good day for snuggling in the old patchwork quilt.
Brilliant sunshine, fallen leaves crispy and crunchy under my feet, heavy with a coating of frost, a thousand diamonds shimmer in the grass. An owl screeches high in the treetops. A donkey is braying loudly and the chickens are beginning their morning chatter. Swoosh swoosh a flock of buzzards soars overhead.
That wind oh my goodness!
A Nor’Easter blowout for sure. Thank goodness we didn’t have any snow!
That crazy ole wind blew and the trees swayed and snapped and the power lines went down.
An earthquake, which is not typical for our area, rocked our little house a few years ago, weakening our cabinet structure and cracking walls. Our old roof was leaking and water had seeped into the drywall, causing it to buckle and peel. The worst part was mold was growing. Last year when our beautiful new red roof was put on, we realized that the section that was added to the house sometime in the 1960’s really didn’t provide sufficient structure to support the weight of the upper cabinets and all the glassware for the addition that we added 19 years ago. The cabinets were shifting and we were growing more and more concerned. Continue reading
I swallowed a ladybug the other morning.
I guess they aren’t poisonous because I’m still alive.
Let’s run away together for a moment.
Let’s go to a place in our heart where there is goodness and kindness.
Where there is wellbeing of mind, body and spirit.
A place where we can breathe. Continue reading
All the little kitties and all the little doggies of Red Dirt are tucked into their beds.
I had planned to stop blogging for a bit. But here I am again.
Rambling about ordinary things.
Last year I met a woman in the grocery store that had purple hair. I stopped to talk to her and asked if I could take her picture. She was absolutely thrilled to have her picture taken.
Purple has been my favorite color for a very long time.
Although as a very young child when asked, I said red. I think maybe it was suggested by someone else, that red was my favorite color.
Isn’t it wonderful to have a new year and a fresh new start?
What’s next for you?
Years ago I came across a blog that I found so inspirational. The content was fun and the photography was beautiful. The photos were always so bright. I studied the photos and the blogger shared her camera tips and I soaked it up like a sponge, and then almost the next day, she stopped blogging.
Don’t you just hate that, it is like when you have a TV show you really like and it is canceled? Crap. Continue reading
I find eggs in unexpected places when the girls mischievously lay them outside their nesting box.
Sometimes I put them in my pocket.
Sometimes I forget that I put that egg in my pocket.
Sometimes I get a drippy gooey surprise.