monday's mulling: good thoughts

Many thanks to my very talented and always spreading positivity friend Patricia Saxton for this sharing this joyful, optimistic, bright, sunshiny message for Monday! 💛

this is us

In the 1994 film Forrest Gump, the iconic quote "Me and Jenny goes together like peas and carrots" is used by Forrest to describe their inseparable bond. Narrating his childhood and later life, Forrest explains they were constant companions -"always together" - an inseparable connection, even when Jenny was far away.

My dearest friend's birthday was last week and she and I "goes together like peas and carrots," too. A couple of our children are the same ages; preschool and kindergarten were the connections that brought us together. 35 years of friendship...that's over half of our lives.

She’s the vibrant disco ball of energy, scattering light everywhere she goes, while I’m more of the soulful wanderer, moving quietly through the world. Somehow, we fit. A natural balance. Extrovert and introvert, spark and stillness. She draws me out of my shell, and I help her stay grounded. That's what friends are for.

on this day

On April 15, Facebook brought back several posts I’d shared on that same date in years past. It’s always fun revisiting those old memories.

April 15, 2020...In all of this Coronavirus craziness, our good ole tank of a washing machine is acting up. The UPS guy delivered parts to the house on Monday and Tuesday. Ted greeted him at the door yesterday and this was today’s delivery. It’s those little things...

April 15, 2021...

April 15...it's Monday AND tax day. There's a sucker punch for you!

Went down to the accountant's office to pick up papers and lighten the checkbook. A young lady seated me in the conference room and asked me to review the stack of papers on the table. (WHAT?) 

Do you think that happened with a view like this?

 

the friday feed: food for the soul and food for the bees

Last week, Aullwood MetroPark looked like a fairytale, with thousands and thousands of bluebells in bloom. Aullwood was once home to the Miami Valley’s own “godmother of the environmental movement,” Marie Aull, who lived an extraordinary life from 1897 to 2002. 

In 1957, she approached former National Audubon Society president John H. Baker with the idea of creating Aullwood. It would take another twelve years before the Cuyahoga River fire in Cleveland, a bold symbol of industrial pollution, to help ignite the modern environmental movement. Even then, conservation was only beginning to take root. Marie Aull was already ahead of her time, a true visionary.

"This is a valley where nothing ever happens, where people simply live, where there is sun and slow peacefulness of day following day. Walk gently...and may some of its peace be yours."

~ Aullwood Garden MetroPark

The bees were very busy flitting from flower to flower to collect pollen and nectar.

"It was the small things she took pleasure in. The faint hum of a huge furry bumble bee busily flitting from one flower to another, oblivious to the fact that it was completing a task on which the entire human race depended." ~ Kathryn Hughes

 

poetry month: april rain song

As they say, April showers bring May flowers.

Raindrops and smiles on beautiful Lake Hallstatt, Austrian Alps (2019).

April Rain Song

Let the rain kiss you

Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops

Let the rain sing you a lullaby

The rain makes still pools on the sidewalk

The rain makes running pools in the gutter

The rain plays a little sleep song on our roof at night

And I love the rain.

~ Langston Hughes

Langston Hughes was an early innovator of jazz poetry and is best known as a leader of the Harlem Renaissance. The Harlem Renaissance centered in Harlem, New York City in the 1920s and 1930s, it redefined Black identity, and blended African culture with urban American culture. Langston Hughes grew up in the Midwest and became a prolific writer at an early age. As a matter of fact, he attended Central High School in Cleveland, Ohio, where he began writing poetry in the eighth grade. (I'll give Ohio a shout out whenever the opportunity arises).

I enjoy taking walks in the rain, with or without an umbrella. There’s something deeply satisfying about it. The soft, earthy scent that rises when raindrops meet dry ground, the steady rhythm of water tapping against leaves and pavement, it all creates a quiet kind of calm. It lifts my mood and settles my thoughts.

I’m drawn to the way puddles mirror the world, turning sidewalks into fleeting works of art. And every now and then, the kid in me insists on splashing right through them.

There’s a saying that "there’s no such thing as bad weather, only bad clothing." I take that to heart. A raincoat, a hood, and a willingness to step outside are all it takes. A little rain never hurt anyone, and sometimes, it’s exactly what one needs.

be back soon

In Cleveland visiting my little sweethearts 💙 💗 and their wonderful parents.

monday's mulling: the moon

Today is Monday - the Moon's Day. 

What does the word mon look like to you? If you said moon, you’re right.

While the Latin word for moon is luna (and Monday is dies lunae), the name Monday comes from “Moon’s day” after the Norse moon god Máni. (https://www.yourdictionary.com/articles/weekdays-weekend-evolution).

On April 1, Artemis II took humans the furthest they have ever been from Earth and past the far side of the moon. Humans had not been near the moon since 1972, when NASA's Apollo program ended. The journey spanned ten days and 694,481 miles from its launch at the Kennedy Space Center to its landing in the Pacific Ocean off the coast of San Diego.

As big as Earth is, all of humanity looks at the same moon. It's like a collective third eye. It shows us our common identity without borders. It gives us a sense of oneness, a constant reminder that we are all tied together in an intricate web, whether we believe it or not.