Where did summer go? I’m not ready for FALL. Foggy, cold morning. Rain is forecast for this afternoon. Often FALL brings depression. I think I found it. I’ve often written that I walk to a different drummer. Thankfully I’m aware of it.
Today is Wednesday, On Monday my daughter’s dog was scheduled for an operation. I sat outside, my feet up on a hassock. My knees were already yelling. A blue butterfly landed on the hassock to rest, I didn’t want to disturb it, so I didn’t move. I planned to go shopping — five stores listed on my phone. My daughter texted that the operation was successful, the butterfly flew away. Not immediately — it hovered and circled. I thought about knees and plans for shopping. I prioritized stops. This is the first time I did that; I don’t think it will be the last.
Tuesday, was chilly in the morning. I made chicken soup. Enough to put FIVE servings in the freezer. Wednesday morning, COLD — FOGGY– NO SUN AGAIN. Since I started reading Sr. Jean I try to start each day with purpose. I COULD NOT FIND A PURPOSE FOR THE DAY. I HAD NO ENERGY.
It finally warmed up enough so I could sit comfortably on the deck. I took the opportunity to take a photo of the GARDEN and post it on FACEBOOK. I still could not get the complete GARDEN. Sitting on a chair, on the deck, feet on hassock I looked up and saw a hummingbird hover for a few seconds in front of me.
I talk to living creatures. I thanked the butterfly on Monday, I thanked the hummingbird this morning. It is so easy to get caught up in the day that we forget the little things that cause us to smile.
Wandering With Spirit 
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