Mockingbird Hill Cottage

Mockingbird Hill Cottage

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A quick post today. We stayed up too late and then I had trouble sleeping, so I slept in and now the schedule for the day is a bit off. Boy, do I like and need my routines the older I get.

We have a little snow squall happening right now. It’s quite magical. And yet another murmuration of starlings this morning, right outside the kitchen window that is over the sink. I was standing there, having just got out of bed and there they were, hundreds of them, right outside the window. Then swoosh! They flew over to our neighbor’s property. Then another swoosh, and on to the property next to them.

Quite an eventful morning for someone who is barely awake!

Dolls today, because that’s what I did yesterday.

Harper helped me find the edge pieces for the new puzzle.

Wren and Lily in search of reading material.

This thought has been going through my head since yesterday:

You’re never too old to play. You’re never too old to play. You’re never too old to play.

“Play” has been the thread throughout my life; a life of working in the theater which is all about play, and a life of collecting; whimsical children’s egg cups, putz sheep, miniatures of all kinds, dollhouses, vintage dolls, and now Blythe dolls. The Blythes came into my life at a more advanced age, were a complete surprise, and have been a source of delight for the past year.

And why not?

I don’t want to ever lose my delight in play, in whimsy, and the world of my imagination.

Said by yours truly on this eve of a new decade.

Stay safe.

Happy Sunday.

 

Streetlights

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The finished Piccadilly Circus puzzle. The presence of several different red busses was a challenge, but I really loved working on this one. Great memories of my visits to London.

I’m currently awaiting the delivery of another puzzle via Amazon. In the meantime, I’m close to finishing my current read, I have some things to care of around the house, and the all-red and all-brown rooms in the Beacon Hill are crying out for some primer.

Cold and sunny and frosty out there. Oh, yes, I may start to empty the pots on the porch, as well.

This morning, I was thinking of the dark road we live on that has no streetlights and the fact that I want to buy some new Christmas lights for the porch. It brought back memories of streetlights. When I was growing up in Dearborn, there was one right on the edge of our property. I think this must be universal for anyone of a certain age that grew up in suburbia or the city. When we’d go outside after dinner to play, mom would always say “Be back by the time the streetlights are on!” That was the unwritten rule around my neighborhood. Every mom and dad said it. In addition to being a source of light, those streetlights were a reliable, yet silent, reminder that it was time to get home. Sometimes I would sweat it, knowing they’d been on for several minutes and I was in danger of getting balled out by my parents. None of us wore watches in the summer, no cellphones yet, no text messages from parents saying ‘Where are you?’ Just the streetlights. Anyone else grow up with streetlight reminders? I know Don did.

Such a comforting memory from my younger days.

Stay safe.

Happy Saturday.

Feels Like Winter

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Right before the snow fell a few days ago, I noticed two surprise phlox blooms in the big garden bed. I guess the unseasonably warm weather we recently experienced is the reason. It was such a delightful surprise!

All of the trees, save the firs, are bare. The heavily wooded part of the property – the Woods – seems wide open. This always shocks me, though I should be used to it by now. Our neighbors to our right just had lots of wood delivered for their wood stove. Winter is almost here.

It was so windy and cold yesterday that I was barely able to take this picture. In order to take a photo of the girls, I prop them up with long wooden skewers. But the wind was coming from the south, resulting in lots of wobbling, not to mention yours truly freezing! So I went back inside for a coat for Holly.

At least one of us was warm!

I suppose I’ll start in on some porch plant clean up today. Usually I do it all in one day but that ends up being really tiring, so maybe a bit of work over a few days will be a better use of my time. I’m going to buy some new Christmas lights for the porch in the next few days. That will help enormously when it seems so bare out there.

Nothing else is new. Cozy days, mostly indoors; nesting.

Stay safe.

Happy Friday.

 

Lambs Like to Party

Lambs Like to Party

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