A nest of thread and scraps. 2022.
It's the last day of this Year. I think, once upon a Time, I read about sweeping the Old Year out of your house with a broom. For a clean start. Or Re- start.
How long have we been masked and worried about getting sick and dying? Too long.
Remember when the grocery stores ran out of the basics of Life- toilet paper.......flour. Did any of you bake bread? I might have...once. Then had no yeast. I discovered the outside edges of the grocery were well stocked. The inside Aisles were not... so I shopped the edges. We survived.
What I missed the most in this Pandemic Era...was books. I had enough Cloth. Thread. Needles. I didn't have enough Books. Now I do.
My Life these days- post Pandemic (or maybe not)- is plainer. Just the basics. So much has fallen to the side. Forgotten. No longer needed. No longer worried about. Health. Heat. Books. Booster Shots. Friends. Neighbors. Family. A few great tomatoes from the garden. Enough zucchini for a meal. Cucumbers. It's enough and more than enough.
Another stronger variant has been discovered. To be solved in 2023. Next year. I'll be here. Joanne
4 comments:
Happy New Year, friend Joanne. Husband and I have that chest/head cold and it feels like the coughing will never end. He has it worse than I. Today is our Christmas celebration: the family is coming, the tree is up and lit, presents are piled high. Dinner prep is done. Whew, it’s not even noon. I will sit back and relax with my knitting after they leave.
Thank you for another year of laughter, tears, new ways of looking at things, and reminding us what's important. I used to think BC meant "Before Christ" but now I think it's "Before Covid." I decided to do less worrying about that and a lot of other things.
I wish you a happy, healthy 2023 but mostly I wish you peace.
Happy, Healthy New Year!
Happy New Year Joanne!
Thank you for your witty thoughtful funny sad tearful happy posts.
Looking forward to Field Notes 2023.
Hugs,
Beverly
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