Magnificent Snickers Girl!

Magnificent Snickers Girl!

October 24, 2014

Flowers..



                  'I must have flowers, always and always.' --- Claude Monet












Beautiful all, and i can't imagine a world without the gift of flowers!

I have a new site now, too.  It can be found here if you'd like to visit.. :)

http://teainsneakers.blogspot.com/

Have a lovely weekend, all, and i wish you peace!  :)

                        Mary

October 22, 2014

Another Place..



               'She hoped to be wise and reasonable in time; but alas!  Alas! She must confess to herself that she was not wise yet.' --- Jane Austen, Persuasion

               This definitely myself at 51.  I would love to be wise, but realize that the older i get, the less i know.  :)  Is it that way for you too?


Not a fall photo, but these blossoms make me feel joyful, and i can almost smell their divine scent.  Almost.  :)  It rained heavily all day.  Not a complaint; we really need the rain.  But right this moment, i feel like looking at pretty blossoms and blue sky!

I also want to mention here that i've begun a new blog, and it has two whole posts so far!  It can be found here:

http://teainsneakers.blogspot.com/

    I hope you stop by!

        Bye for now, and peace to all..

              Mary


October 19, 2014

New Digs!



             I hope you all had a beautiful weekend!  Not much went on in our neck of the woods except eating out and relaxing.  Tomorrow is time for extra walks, not as much sitting and not nearly as many calories.  lol  We are supposed to have a rainy week here in NW Oregon, so that means i should get lots done around the house.  We shall see...  I have a new bloggy for you to check out if you so choose!  It's here...

http://teainsneakers.blogspot.com/ 

           Hope you come by to see it!


Springtime bridal wreath in our yard.  It was lovely.  But we won't be seeing that for quite awhile.  I'm okay with that though.  I don't have a desire to wish time away!

            I hope you all have a lovely Monday, and peace to all!

                          Mary

October 15, 2014

No Title :)



                 'A story only matters, i suspect, to the extent that the people in the story change.' --- Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane



Yes.  Our lives are so much about change.  Becoming.  More on this tomorrow night.  Unless my plans change.. as so many things do.  This rose grew in our garden this summer.  I'm not sure what its variety is, but the bush is magnificent!

    Peace all, and i'll be back soon...
   
                         Mary

October 14, 2014

Too Busy Sleeping



                    I'm now convinced that I slept through my twenties and halfway through my thirties. Maybe longer, but I'm a little in denial about it. I didn't literally sleep of course. For twenty or more years under a big tree and wake up with a long beard, but you know what I mean?  Well, there are those tiny white hairs on my chin, etc, that I need a high powered mirror to see... But I digress again. At my present age, (I've already mentioned it a couple of times, so I don't need to say it again,) I seem to notice everything and everyone. Everything seems to be in much sharper focus. Colors, peoples' words when they speak, food has more flavor and I've fallen in love (even more so,) with spices. I always thought one's senses dull with age.  I feel i've awakened after a long sleep. What IS that??  Is it because I was so self involved as a young woman?  I'm retired now.. maybe that has something to do with it?  I was always in a hurry then. Get to work on time. Eat meals fast, often standing up. Eat at my desk while I write. Go out with friends for drinks after work. Stay out very late, but never over sleep the following morning. I certainly wasn't napping all the time.. so what was I DOING?  Why is it all such a blur?  Day after day of what?  I wasn't unhappy.  That doesn't explain it. I remember I spent a lot of time shopping. For shoes. For clothes. Did I mention shoes?  I couldn't walk in some of those dang things now if I tried. (And I'm not going to chance it.). Lol. I still have three or four pairs from the olden days. Is it because we're so busy mating at that age that we only have the laser sharp focus on finding a 'suitable' partner?  I suppose that's a question for an anthropologist. Anyhow, I've just spent some time today musing on this subject!  Thank you so much for bearing with me whilst I spout off about it here. :) I wish I'd kept journals then so I could go back and capture some of that time.

                      Now it's time for me to hit the hay. Get some sound sleep so I can arise early and DO some things!  But remember how I spend my time. Observe things and people. Listen. Notice what happens around me. Not 'sleep' through tomorrow and the next day and the next!  No pseudo-naps. But maybe a real one if I need to. I never would have taken an actual nap at twenty five. I was too busy doing who knows what..........

                  I'll return soon.  Peace!  ...

                               Mary

October 13, 2014

Something To Think About



                  But hands are sacred things.  Touch is personal, fingers of love, feelers of blind eyes, tongues of those who cannot talk.  ---  Keri Hulme, The Bone People

          This is true.  And i take my good hands for granted.  I must pay more attention.  I love my hands.  They're healthy.  Aging, of course, but still supple and quite hard working.  :)  But i don't think about them nearly as much as i think about my face.  No cosmetics, no enhancements, except for hand cream in winter...  I should consider them.  After all, where would i be? ....


Autumn is here in all its colorful splendor!  I'll be back in a couple of days with a longer post.  Peace to all! ...

                                  Mary

October 12, 2014

Few Words



     ....  Truth is ever to be found in the simplicity, and not in the multiplicity and confusion of things. --- Isaac Newton


Just one beautiful daisy.  Simple.. and magnificent!

         Peace, all.. and i'll be back..

                     Mary