4 January …
Well … did you hit the ground running on day one of 2017?
Seems a cousin and I tried to outdo each other in hitting the ground at the end of last year. He won since he had to spend time in hospital.
As for me … hand is completely back to normal (knitting a lace vest), face is once more acceptable (still residual bags under the eyes but they are no longer RED), and knee continues to improve.
Why do I need to tell you all this?
Because when you get a chance to play the invalid … milk it.
Recently, I had an interesting cogitation spell. I was listening to the 40s channel on Sirius when I heard “The DipsyDoodle”. Remember it? “… things come out in reverse”.
It made me think of Yoda and the way he phrased his sentences.
It was suggested a bit ago that if AC had not already been named, he should be called Pyewacket. Maybe …
But “AC” leaves so much room for conjecture.
Ascendant … Cat.
especially when he insists on choosing firewood for me.
For the past two years I have kept a jar on the counter behind my place at the table into which each evening I put (as I remember to) a note on which I write something that gave me pleasure during the day. Then at the start of the New Year I give thanks for the pleasure and start a new jar.
This year the jar starts with a note about the Vienna Philharmonic’s New Year’s Concert and the new “Sherlock”. What a mixed pleasure.
However, I do wish whomever it was who thought adding a narrator and information about Viennese royalty adds to a musical concert would rethink their priorities.
Kvetch Kvetch Kvetch …
Each year I get a calendar for myself called “The Reading Woman”. Here’s the picture I choose to share for January. It is from a painting titled “Studying” done in 1898 by Arkady Rylov, a Russian symbolist painter.
It is much to my taste.
Now … something to remember all the days to come …
Today there’s a stranger somewhere who really needs your smile . . . perhaps on the street, in the elevator, in line at the store . . .
You may never formally meet or even speak and there’s no way of knowing for certain who that stranger is.
So please don’t take a chance and miss the opportunity. I promise your day will be better, and someone else’s will change in a powerful and extraordinary way.
… by Benjamin M Williamson
Sounds like a good way to start the year. Can you see me smiling? I send you Blessings …
So … ’til next week …