Mockingbird Hill Cottage

Mockingbird Hill Cottage

A Bit of Ennui and Some Music

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I haven’t been taking any pictures lately, though I did take this one the other day for my Blythe IG account. I’m always taken by Pru’s expression. Boredom? Ennui?

Yes, the tree is still up and we’re hoping to keep it up until at least Wednesday.

A member of the Blythe community who lives in Altadena, CA lost her beautiful old Craftsman home in the fires. Corinne, a student from my days at Boston University, also lost her home in the same community. It’s absolutely heartbreaking. I can only read about the fires in bits and pieces because it’s just too much to take in. I pray the Santa Anas depart as soon as possible.

We’re due for more frigid weather, apparently, with high winds (again!) on Tuesday through Thursday. But I will not complain. We have heating oil and we’ll be fine.

Don has been doing some recording lately. He deleted his YouTube channel content, but he is posting new recordings on his Bandcamp account. He recently recorded some songs with acoustic guitar accompaniment resulting in a new album titled That’s All I Know.

You can download the songs for free. He’d love it if you gave it a listen.

Here’s the link.

He’s real proud ot it.

Thank goodness, All Creatures Great and Small  has a new season airing on PBS. We watched the first episode last night. Boy, do we need it!

Alright my friends. I’m going to sip my coffee.

Stay safe.

Happy Monday,

A Saturday Dusting of Snow

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We had a little bit of snow overnight. This is the kind of snowfall that I love, just enough to brush the ground, but not enough to have to shovel. And that’s the kind of snow we’ve been getting lately. I hope that trend continues.

As I write this, I can hear the honking of Canada geese as they fly overhead. (One of my favorite sounds.)

We slept in today and oh, how delicious that is! It rarely happens nowadays, but it did this morning. The image of sleeping in while the snow was falling is irresistable. Now, I’m sipping on coffee while writing this post. The tree lights are on. Yes, we haven’t taken it down. It is getting a bit dry, but I’d say it has two or three days left and we’re going to hang on to it for dear life. I have gradually stowed away all the other Christmas bits that were on various surfaces. Yesterday, I took down the little white Christmas tree that was in the den. It was time. But the big tree that gets even more fragrant as it begins to dry? I can’t even bear to think of its absence from our living room.

The latest books from the library:

A Clue to the Exit  by Edward St. Aubyn
The Brief and Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao  by Junot Diaz
The Cold Cold Ground  by Adrian McKinty

And as I look across the room, I see a stack of books by the dollhouse – all of them waiting to be read. And more, right here next to my chair. And even more upstairs in the bedroom. I’d better get on it.

Stay safe.

Happy Saturday.

Praying

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A quick peek into the china cabinet: Roseville pottery, a china dog from Germany that was my paternal grandmother’s, a hat pin, the Eiffel Tower, a Blythe mug from reader Elaine (who is also a Blythe lover,)  silver and glass candle holders, and some paperweights. I had to move the paperweights from the sideboard when I set up the putz houses for Christmas. I was getting a little tired of them there – they took up too much space – so I may add some to the shelves of my other china cabinets, as well.

The fires. One of the students I worked with at Boston University lost her house. She lived in Altadena. Her entire neighborhood is gone. I can’t even begin to imagine losing everything so quickly, so horrifically. So many of my friends and former students (there are many of them living in Los Angeles) have had to evacuate and the photos they have been sharing are absolutely chilling. I’m praying for them, for beautiful Los Angeles, for the beaches, for wildlife, for the beautiful hills, for the safety of everyone. It’s an unimaginable tragedy.

Not even close in comparison, but we’ve just come off of three days of high winds that never stopped. Relentless. And the wind chill took the temps down to the single digits. We’ll get a break today.

We watched the funeral service for Jimmy Carter yesterday morning. What a incredible human being he was. It was beautiful and moving and funny. Rest in Peace, President Carter. A truly honorable and good man who lived his truth every day.

Last night, Jan was moved from the hospital to assisted living/hospice care. As I haven’t been able to talk to her directly this week, only through voice mails, Joe has been keeping me informed. She has now entered the next stage of her journey.

It feels as if I am continuously praying these days. I suppose I should always be continuously praying. I’m raising my energies/vibrations, sending love and light, praying, affirming, and visualizing.

Maybe life is one long prayer.

I wonder.

Stay safe.

Happy Friday.

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