Not Sad But True

This morning I was cleaning the bathroom.   My nickname is the "Buster".   Things sometimes break when I'm around.  Today it happened.  I knew that someday it would.    I knocked over a really special candle that I have on the bathroom counter.  It's inside a glass jar.

I love that candle.  I suppose I loved the thing itself.  It was mauve-ish, had a lovely glass shape, and a delicately illustrated hydrangea on a tag around its stoppered neck, by Marjolein Bastin.  This morning it fell beside the toilet and shattered. It was a little feminine touch in house filled with guys.  A treasured gift from a treasured friend. Such a little thing can mean so much, but only because of what it signifies.

Life is like that.   It is full of treasured moments filled with special people. Events come along that test those friendships and sometimes, if the relationships are fragile, they shatter.   And some relationships will stand the test of time, the tests that life brings, the bumps, and even the bruises.  All things that strengthen the tie.   Like a cord of three strands.

The candle.  It's just a thing.  Things break.  I'm not sad.

Today I'm so thankful for my friend.  For the way she knows me.  For the way she loves me.   No matter what.

Just a Half Hour

The other day there was tons of work to do and it was overcast all day, and then the sun came out.  And there was still tons to do. I  just needed to see some wild stuff.   The water in the creek is running clear and fast.  Very cold.

 Turkey vultures.

Lovely pannicles.

 A lovely pair of geese was resting on the creek bank.   We settled in and to watch them for a bit.

 They were a bit unsettled and took to the water.

 Blixie thought this was riveting.

 And then she lost interest and took off exploring.

And came back.
And our half hour was up.

Some days I wish I had more than a half hour to see what's beyond this horizon.

And so I wonder while I wander.

I love wandering.  

Lessons from a Turkey Club

One of the most unexpected surprises of our Wabakimi trip was the drive along the shores of Lake Superior.   Amazing. Glimpses that take your breath away. They end up being indelible moments that you never forget. You craned your neck as far as you could to see to take in the whole view. And a bend in the road or a treeline would take it all away.

Sometimes getting to the destination is half the adventure but we were trying to make good time and as much as we wanted to...we didn't have time to stop.  Isn't life just like that sometimes?

On the way there we didn't want to drive in the dark between Wawa and T'Bay. On the way home, darkness and large wildlife would not be a factor. We planned better...and made time to linger longer. Breakfast at Tim's and a Turkey Club to go. And then we waited for the perfect spot.

 A sandwich never tasted so good.  The large wildlife never did materialize but a little lynx ran across our path right after we hit the road.  Serendipity.

Life lesson?  Always leave time for the unplanned and unexpected;flexibility to be spontaneous.
...and always pack a lunch! You just never know why you may need a reason to linger longer....