Simple Woman's Daybook

Monday, February 23, 2009

Outside My Window. . . or rather the window at the front desk of the hospital I saw a harbinger of Spring, a man mowing the large soccer practice field at the high school. Billows of dust followed him as he made his way back and forth. Personally, I think it is too early to think about doing any yard work; however, maybe the man has an informant. I hope so: I am weary of winter and its lack of bright color.

I am thinking. . . of spring in my own way. Over the weekend, I grubbed out the small room that contains all of my craft supplies. I removed the twin bed and trundle and moved it into the room down the hall. I had the daybed removed from that room and hope to sell it at the yard sale this spring. Two of the twin mattresses were picked up yesterday by a woman who responded to my Freecycle offer. Now, that I have a true "sewing room" I hope to get some new projects started.

I am thankful... for so many things in my life. The Lord has given me so many blessings, more than I will ever deserve.

In the kitchen... I have the ingredients for making bread in a bag. I have wanted to try this method for a long time, but I never got around to it. I plan on making some of the bread tomorrow afternoon.

I am wearing... a pink tee and black pants and my ever-present support stockings.

I am creating... knit squares for an All Crafts for Charity project and more socks out of scrap sock yarn.

I am planning... to get serious about reducing my fabric and yarn stash in the coming months.

I am reading... Forever Odd by Koontz

I am praying... for healing for Deb, Leslie, Shelley, Fran, and Dianna.

I am hearing... the birds chattering in the lilac bush. They use the bush for cover from prowling cats and hovering hawks. Winter is a silent time: the birds are conserving their energy to just survive. I never notice it until the birds become more vocal in the warming days.

One of my favorite things... a giant pinwheel that I put in my yard every year. I remember what a treat it was when my mother would buy a pinwheel for me. On the way home (a 30-mile drive) I would turn the small vent window (remember those?) and delight in the spinning pinwheel.

A Few Plans For The Rest Of The Week. . . a) health talk at the hospital tonight, b) oil change for my car, and c) doctor's appointment.

A quote worth sharing. . .



Sometimes, we must go where no one else will go.

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