Life is too busy these days, I wonder why. Seems I used to have so much time to walk in the woods with my hubby, or, go away for the weekend -simple it seemed then. I would throw a quilt, pillow, guitar, and overnight bag into my old truck. and take off for the weekend to see my daughter or a friend. I would close my shop to travel on a whim with my husband to Colorado or Montana...Bruce and I would go camping in the mountains (what a job packing and cooking all that stuff. What I realize, it was always me making the effort, not really making plans but acting impulsively - probably dropping in on folks when they have stuff going on or are too busy with their own lives. Was I upsetting the natural flow of their life, I don't know. But heck, I thought they would love to see me.... and now I'm getting old and tired, don't have as much energy. Spend too much time working for no pay, but i love to please. 

 I want to just drop in, say hey, here I am, I don't know, maybe it's time for someone to drop in on me. I see so much more these days, reflect more. Miss those who've passed on. 

I'm making a note to sit on the porch tonight and watch the trucks roll by, air brakes, the smell of burning brakes....awww, life in town, it is what it is, the house is old, plumbing needs fixing, walls need painting - how on earth did I do it all.....looking forward to a cabin in the woods with deer near by. Me sitting on the porch pickin' my guitar and singing a song.

Anita 7/14/14