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Change. I've learned to embrace it, ride it out til the end. Sometimes I'm kicking and screaming, other times weeping with my eyes clinched tight. Once in awhile I ride like a dog in a car, head out the window snorting what life has to offer. Mother to young adult children, a marriage of thirty years, and a desert to mountain to valley waltz with God have shaped me into someone I never imagined I'd be. Life is short and I want to live it. Tears, sighs, laughter and change. Every morsel granted to me. Scrambled, shaken or stirred.

Tuesday, October 03, 2006

Scribbles and Scrambles - October Dreams and Clean Wishes

I can’t believe its October, partially because it’s supposed to be a scorcher -- 91 -- today.

Iowa trees are layering on burnt orange, vivid yellow and scarlet. Absolute eye candy -- a scarlet tree framed against a Microsoft-Word-blue sky. (Suppose that will ever be an official color in a crayon box?)

Autumn is my favorite time of year. Something about the way the air smells (most places anyway) energizes me. I know some don’t care for the whole entering-into-death aspect of fall, but I don’t consider winter death, just a really long, cold nap. Maybe that’s why I like the changing season, my sleep deprived mind keeps thinking about dozing.

Life is crazy busy right now. Do you ever just long for a few hours alone in a clean house? Sometimes I’m tempted to drive through new neighborhoods and look for a house that’s finished but not sold yet, so I can sneak in and enjoy luxurious solitude.

Sigh. I suppose I could clean my own house, but they just don’t stay clean.

I have no idea what the rest of the week holds for those of you who visit. I’ll be posting info about a book that’s new to me.

I’ll see if October can inspire some really good poetry, too. I did see a cricket this morning. Oh yeah, I already covered crickets.