Monday, February 14, 2011
Karma enjoyed her packing paper castle...
...for a few days.
The mess drove me nuts, so her castle is gone now.
I've wanted to talk about the Consciousness Cleanse class, but I have honestly just been too tired to focus. Haven't been sleeping well for a few days. I'll be glad when I get back on days. I need to get over to the dentist's office to sign the release form this week. *sigh* Wasn't happening today. Maybe tomorrow.
Anyways, Monday--I started my new book today. There are 81 verses of the Tao to read--each one followed with an essay by Wayne Dyer. Looks interesting. I watched his special on PBS about this book and it was a good one! :)
Not much happened this past weekend. I did trim Karma's grass because it was turning yellow on the tips. It is probably on its way out. The grass always dies. (It's actually seeds like barley, oats, etc.)
I have the cuttings drying on the counter, of course. Saving them for adding to handmade paper pulp. ;)
Walking past the grass clipping reminds me of spring and throws me into terrible paper making nostalgia. Maybe Leah and I can do some of that this spring! :)
Speaking of spring...
It has been in the 30s and low 40s for a few days. I took some pictures of the parking lot when I woke up this afternoon.
It's a mess out there.
Lumpy, bumpy driving...
...our usual lake where we have no drainage...
...and I thought I'd show you the good old roofer's machinery.
Not 15 minutes later I could hear a plow...
...trying to push the ice and slush out of the way a bit...
...so maybe it won't about knock the underside of your car out at night when it all freezes into deep ruts. Very nice of them!
At night when the temperature drops it's a skating rink out there.
Well, if I'm lucky, I am hoping to sleep at least part of the night tonight. I am groggy tired, but that is not always enough. Wasn't yesterday--hehe!
I hope you had a great start to the week. :)
"How far you go in life depends on your being tender with the young, compassionate with the aged, sympathetic to the striving, and tolerant of the weak and strong. Because someday in your life you will have been all of these. "
George Washington Carver