Thursday, August 18, 2022

Field Notes- Thursday, August 18th. It rained all night- a gentle rain. It's dark and chilly. Loving it.


 Covers an entire WALL.  Ashley Mary.  AM Studios.  (I also wrote- pasted paper designs)

Exurberant.  a great word.

Laundry yesterday and two loads.  I wrote in the Washing Machine Pages book.  Something has changed inside me.  The writing was different.  I am better.  It feels strange but I am pleased........like I have shed my skin and am getting used to this new one.  Like there is something good to look forward to going forward.....I don't know what it is yet.....but before there was nothing and now there is something.

Depression is like that.  Nothing.  Feeling nothing.  But now something.

If the peaches I have under the plastic microwave cover have ripened enough- I will make Peach Cobbler. Husband was wanting a dessert last evening.  The cupboard was bare. He has his prepared dinners, bagels and yogurt.   I have oatmeal.  But I don't have anything for supper.  Too soon to start making SOUP. I am at a loss...can't even imagine what to make.......... I could make him cookies but he has said "no cookies".

The rain has given us quiet mornings.  The work next door stopped. Until the rain stops. 

My cross the street neighbor has returned home from her "Sunshine and Sand Beach Vacation" with her family. Oceanside on the Coast of Maine in August.  Sigh.  Glorious.  Well. I've seen pictures in magazines.  It's been YEARS since I have seen the ocean- only 20 minutes away by car. Equally as long- since I have eaten a Lobster Roll.

I crawled into a dark place and am still not ready to come all the way out. But today, I think someday.



3 comments:

DianeN said...

Go see the ocean. There's something very healing about the tides - the ebb and flow. If/and when you go there you don't have to do anything else but just BE.

Life Scraps and Patches said...

Twenty minutes. Go to the ocean. Eat a lobster roll.

Joanne S said...

I helped cut down a willow tree in front of the house today and tossed peaches the squirrels or chipmunks have nibbled.