My Morning Musing ☀

Good Morning All……it’s been a while since I’ve posted anything. Life has a way of getting in the way lately. I’m slowly turning this house into a home. I’m actually catching myself, while I’m out and about, thinking I can’t wait to get ‘home’ which I take as a good sign. 🏡

Slowly getting the place furnished as I help my daughter with her ‘stuff’. Last week she had surgery to remover her gallbladder so I was in nana and mommy duty…all this while they are trying to buy their own home 😬 Craziness…..though it’s keeping me busy. 

But, I’m finding myself restless to start picking up my pencil. Pick up my pen. Pick up a paintbrush.   I’m restless to write…restless to paint…….so this is my morning musing….

Wishing y’all a beautiful day…

Tree limbs


As the sky begins to lighten

Bird song erupts

Breaking the silence

As it announces 

Mornings arrival

Awakening my senses

As this new day unfurls….


NaJoWriMo Day 1 (January 2017)

I’m going to make an attempt and join my fellow traveler and friend, Lady C over at Impromptu Promptlings , in this latest adventure of hers. I’m hoping I can keep up.

NaJoWriMo Day 1


For this your first prompt, describe your creative side. When I refer to creative expression, it can range from doodling in your journal, home decorating, creating a presentation for your job or organization, to singing, painting, or playing a sport.

Write as much as you can about the forms of creative expression that you regularly engage in. Go on to describe the history of your creative expression(s), and how you think your creative side is a part of your personality and outlook on life.

If you absolutely don’t think you have a creative side, write about how you would like to be creative, and what do you think is keeping you from being able to express yourself in creative ways.


Well, I’ve always wanted to be ‘creative’…I loved to draw when I was a child, and even though I was kinda good at it, I eventually put my pencil down, believing I wasn’t quite good enough…….but I have pulled out the pencils once again, because I may not be a great sketcher, I like doing it….

I’ve always wanted to paint……I’ve had this yearning to tap into my inner Bob Ross ( who incidentally is on Netflix..I’m so happy! 🎨)I’d pick up my paintbrush and then fear would get a grip on me..fear that I wouldn’t get it right or it wouldn’t be good enough. I eventually learned to push the fear aside, realizing I was being my own worst critic…….this was the last painting I did. It was painted the morning of October 14, 2016, the morning that my Jim died. He never got to see it…but then again, I know he has…..he was always my biggest fan and supporter.

My photography has been a creative outlet for me for many years, but it has suffered, along with my new found outlet of writing. The day Jim died, a part of me died with him. I’m finding it hard to pick up my camera, much less write…. (the fact that my living arrangements are in such upheaval hasn’t helped). I know this will pass, just as I know there’s a whole lot of creative activity happening inside of me, waiting to be set free…………Jim took a piece of me with him, but there’s still a lot of me left that needs to be shared…….I randomly selected a past blog… (coincidence?) this is what I wrote…………..


This journey of mine started years ago,

To find the me I’d lost.

Where to look, I did not know,

But I’d look, no matter the cost.

Because the Me I’d lost mattered.

She deserved to be found.

She deserved to find her voice,

She deserved to stand her ground.

Funny thing, this writing.

It took me to a place.

A place deep inside myself,

A place I knew was safe.

As the words started flowing,

Stronger I became.

This journey was healing,

I would never be the same.

Each new discovery,

Found me stronger then before.

Facing the demons of my past,

I was finally closing the door.

Where will I end up?

I haven’t the faintest clue.

This journey of mine is a process,

And I will see it through………

Through to an end,

I can’t foresee.

But I’m grateful, non the less.

The future lays before me,

As I continue on my quest.



GLADvent Day 12: The Senses

Alrighty…it’s Day 12 of Harula’s GALDvent and the word and quote of the day is……

THE SENSES: “Lose your mind and come to your senses.” ~Frederick Salomon Perls~

Now take a moment to pause and reflect upon how The Senses have shown up in your life recently. Which of your senses do you feel most connected to? Which needs your attention perhaps? Where do you go, or what do you do to give your senses a treat? Do you believe in, or have experience of a ‘sixth sense’?

I’m cheating a bit here, as my time is limited…I posted this blog back in June 2015……


I go to nature to be soothed and healed, and to have my senses put in order. ~John Burroughs~


For today’s Soul Stroll I decided to leave my camera home! I love taking pictures, capturing moments to keep as reminders. But in doing so, I lose out on relishing ‘the moment’ because I’m so preoccupied in getting just the right shot…so leaving my camera home wasn’t an easy thing to do. (So for this blog I’ve reached into my archives to put a photo with the sense.)

The waves crash and its a symphony… walk along in solitude and listen to the orchestra of sounds soothes the soul.

“One touch of nature makes the whole world kin.” ~William Shakespeare~




The briny scent of the marsh is an acquired one….one that I find heavenly


Ok…..this one I’ve taken liberties with…since I’ve yet to be swimming I can’t talk about the stinging salty taste you get when you lick your lips after diving through a wave… my picture is my favorite to go coffee cup. But coffee does taste doubly wonderful on the beach at sunrise!

I’ve been Blessed to see so much of natures beauty here in my own backyard. Words and pictures can’t do them justice, though I am grateful for the moments I have frozen in time. This mornings camera less stroll, left me open to soak it all in and to appreciate this beautiful island I call home!
I have to admit while walking, I saw a bald eagle and my first reaction was to reach for my camera. I then just stood and observed, and he gifted me with a flight over my head, circled and then landed once again. A moment, a memory etched in my mind and heart.

GLADvent Day 11: Health

Here is Harula’s GLADvent word and quote of the day….

HEALTH: “It is health that is real wealth, and not pieces of gold and silver.” ~Gandhi~

Now take a moment to pause and reflect upon how Health has shown up in your life recently. It may be that there are aspects of your own or others health that have needed addressing this year. Is there anything you do, or would like to do, to consciously nurture and cultivate health and well-being?

I didn’t know what today’s prompt was till I got home…..this morning, we headed out early to a tree farm to pick out a Christmas Tree…..I’m a Believer in the Healing Power Of Trees, and know I’ve blogged about it in the past…….we were the only ones amongst the trees.  I wandered off on my own, breathing in the cold air, drawing comfort and peace. Nature Heals. 

Trees have the Power To Heal

I fell in love with this beauty 🌲

It is not so much for its beauty that the forest makes a claim upon men’s hearts, as for that subtle something, that quality of air that emanation from old trees, that so wonderfully changes and renews a weary spirit. ~Robert Louis Stevenson~

“Alone with myself

The trees bend to caress me

The shade hugs my heart”

Candy Polgar~