Early Morning.

The end of the day, with the sun streaming in through

all our windows, is a favorite time for me. But lately,

the early morning light has become a second favorite.

My dh captured this shot yesterday after he made up

our bed. I love the soft light, the quietness of the pic

and the warmth that is present. Our favorite room.

Do you love the evening light or the morning light?

Do you have a favorite room in your own home?

Final Snow ....

.... we hope! Our mild Winter produced just a bit of

snow but Spring made up for the lack of white stuff.

Last weekend in the country. I truly hope now that

this is all melted that we are officially and finally

done with Winter. We need to get our landscaping

down and our gardens planted. Fingers crossed ....

Blooming Willows.

We went for a walk last night and came

across more pussy willows at our acreage.

They are still small but budding well and

so very soft. Love finding these each year.

How is Spring coming along in your area?

Do you have sweet pussy willows to pick?

Ouch ....

 

I wake up every morning in pain and it's really starting to make me mad. I have an issue with both my hips and this means pain on waking, pain after sitting, pain when bending and pain while even sleeping. Makes for one very tired mama. I tolerate pain but this in way too intense

Heat helps so I start with a hot shower each day and a dose of ibuprofen. My dh heats up my rice bags and those help a bit as well. Once our art studio is all done and we can put our Bow Flex back together, I'll get back to using that  each day to stretch out the muscles. Our yoga classes were postponed while our teacher moves to a new location and that was really helping. So yesterday I dug out the dvd we used to use and we'll will start again tomorrow with this very valuable, comforting and healing practice. Wish me luck that this gets better very soon.

Garden Dreaming.

With the blue sky today, I'm starting to dream about

having a real garden this year. We've lived in mud

for the last year and a bit but we keep dreaming that

soon, very soon, we'll be able to start planting. Isn't

this the most amazing garden scape? I can almost

smell the scent from all those flowers. Dreaming ....

Discouraged. Hopeless.

Very happy to wake up to sunny blue skies today. After more than a week of clouds full of snow then rain, this bright sky is truly a welcome sight. 

Yesterday was one of those days when I just wanted to crawl back in to bed and pull the covers over my head and forget about the world. A few little things added up to a feeling of despair. I felt hopeless. I felt discouraged. Enraged even. Our organization that we started 20 years ago is in need of funds to expand our centre. We've been actively writing grants and seeking dollars and some of our efforts have been successful, including one quite large grant that will truly help in our progress. But one grant that we had not written for over 10 years was not successful and it really brought me down. Not because we were turned down ~ I actually didn't have any hope that we would get it because of past attempts (hence why we hadn't written one for so long). It was the off wording in our rejection letter that really took my day down. First it was not addressed to me properly (over sight, not a big deal) but then details about our centre and who were are were very incorrect and that made me so angry. They didn't listen during our long presentation to the committee because if they had, they'd understand what it is we do. We were very clear and articulate (they told us so) but to see what is written was maddening. On Monday, I'll have to inform my Board of Directors and I'm sure they'll want me to do some follow up to correct the misconceptions of what is written and obviously what they have decided we do. Wish me luck! They will not be happy at all. Discouraged for sure.

Sweet Seedy Treats.

We've been a bit busy in our kitchen lately

creating sweet little treats for our bird visitors.

There are many recipes on the 'Net so I won't

post any here. We found a super easy one and

even had our grandson help out. So far, we've

put 4 outside on a tree and the birds and I'm sure,

the squirrels have thoroughly enjoyed these sweet

treats. More will be hung sometime later this week.

Our Sweet Boy.

Every year on our sweet boy's birthday, we

celebrate the brief moments we had with him.

Losing a baby is an extremely helpless experience

and there is nothing we can do to make this better.

But for one day each year, we can share, laugh,

cry and remember his birthday. We can wish

for all the things we would have loved to

have done with him. The future we didn't get

and the past that is empty of memories. We

say his name every day and we talk about

him often but it's his birthday that makes us

smile at the same time that it makes us so

very sad. We are thankful for our family

and our caring baby loss community who

do not turn their backs on our grief and our

love for a sweet tiny boy named Bretton.