Standing at the Trailhead of Winter

My oldest son married the love of his life on Friday.  The love of his life is smart, amazing, talented, funny, and simply stunning.  Without a doubt, she is his person and he is her person. I am so happy for the both of them.  The wedding was held at a beautiful farm, with an old barn that had been converted into a bar, a concrete slab that served as a dance floor, two other barns that held spots to sit and converse or play pool, a tent where dinner was served, and a shaded grassy space where chairs were set up for the actual ceremony to take place. The afternoon/evening was warm and a bit humid, but not so much of either that it was uncomfortable being outside. As soon as I saw Funny Delightful Son the tears welled. I hugged him tightly and he whispered, "Stop. You're going to make me cry."  The greatest honor I had was walking my son up the aisle to await the young woman who would become his wife. When I sat and watched him, the moment he saw her walking towards h...

The neurologist told me several weeks ago that I can participate in any activity, that I will only be limited by the amount of pain I can tolerate. She indicated I will live with pain for the rest of my life. This morning I found out one activity that aggravates the herniated disc, bringing back a level of pain I was hoping wouldn't rear its ugly head. We've had a lot of rain over the last few weeks. One day recently I had a river running through my side yard because the drain next to the street simply couldn't handle the amount of rain falling. I figured that particular day I would be in the basement, wet vaccing water. I've not had water in the basement for several years now, ever since adjusting the gutters and down spouts. I knew, though, that the amount of rain that day was going to be enough to send some water into my basement. There was some, but not all that much, and Angel Baby vacced it up for me. Last evening it started raining and it rained all night then al...

That's what Angel Baby said when he walked in after work and saw the wallpaper I'd spent three hours putting on one wall of the dining room. He said something similar about the glasses I chose a couple of years ago when my prescription had changed. "Those are granny glasses," he had said. After the comment about the wallpaper, I told him my choices are my way of making a grandchild happen. So far I've had no luck. Maybe one day. I happen to love the wallpaper and how it has changed the look of the dining room. It adds a lovely touch to the space, breaking up the pale yellow that is on the dining room and living room walls. I love the pale yellow, but the one wall that is now different gives the eye more to look at. One of my favorite things to do now is sit in my chair in the living room and look towards the dining room. The new crystal chandelier and the new table along with the wallpaper have freshened up the space.  Now I'm searching for a cabinet with glas...

I am anxiously awaiting the wallpaper I ordered for my dining room. I decided to do one wall to see if I like it, but I've always been pretty good at envisioning what something will look like, and I believe the wallpaper I ordered will look lovely. If not? I'll peel it off and keep searching for the wallpaper that will ultimately work. The last couple of days I've been going through the house and collecting anything that has run its course for me. A blue wooden rooster with part of its beak missing. A sailboat I bought years ago while on vacation in Michigan. Books I've read and won't read again. Pictures I've had on the walls for years that no longer move me. My hope is someone else will enjoy these little things as much as I have through the years. I've not gotten much gardening done so far this summer. A few pots of petunias and a small area of nasturtium is about it. I finally blocked off the garden closest to the garage to keep Sunny out. He's a dig...

Hello June! You've graced us with a beautiful day. My garden is coming to life, with lettuce, spinach, peas and herbs coming in nicely. I still need to get some flowers in, like cosmos and zinnias. It seems so late at this point, but I'm going to get some seeds planted and let nature take its course. I've always started seeds in the greenhouse in March, but this year that didn't happen. If nothing else, it'll be interesting to see how the flowers do without the headstart. The herniated disc seems to be healing, slowly but surely. At this point, the only part of my leg that is still not back to normal is the area right below the knee. It's just a small spot. It's numb and at times feels like sandpaper is scraping across it. Other times there are pin prick sensations. It's all very strange. Yesterday my knee was very sore and twinging with pain most of the day. Today, the soreness and pain are gone. I'm wondering if this is happening as the herniation ...

The yellow climbing roses are putting on a show and it's so beautiful. I can't walk past them whenever I'm outside. I have to stop, inhale their fragrance and tell them how lovely they are.