Thoughts on the ‘Art of Making Choices’—-Tuesday, June 19, 2018

Have you ever thought on the art of making choices?

Yesterday, while I worked in my yard,

In the huffing and blowing in the very warm late spring—nearly summer— wind

That silly little thought kept running around in my mind….. ‘what is the art of making choices’?  I pondered from one garden bed to another

The wind flipped my hair here and there and everywhere, little bits of soil flying into my eyes

By the time I made it to the west side of the yard, I could hear the wind in the trees down at the other house.

Gradually, the wind slowed enough I could hear the bird’s singing in the rosebushes, and high in the tops of the trees in our yard

Still, I wondered: what is the art of making choices?

Finally, I decided…there is no art.  You do the best you can do.

Every once in awhile you will make a wrong choice.  Everyone does.

But no choice is never a good thing.  With choosing ‘no choice’ we are choosing to not live, to experience, to be full and present in our lives.

From my world to your heart,

Linda

 

The Glow in Gray—-Sunday, June 17, 2018

Terry and I were out changing the water in the little cornfield when I looked up and saw

A beautiful sight….a SUNDOG!  Cooler weather would be on its way.

Then last evening, we started having scattered sprinkles.  Gradually as the night wore on and early morning came, a thin, much cooler spike of air rippled in through the open windows….and it began to rain.

Not a lot of rain, but still air freshening, washing the plants off until they glow type of rain.

Hopefully, rain in the mountains is stopping those malevolent, absolute evil, fires raging there.

From my world to your heart,

Linda