Misha66

I wander the halls within my mind in these closing days of this turn of the Wheel.  Each year I store so many things into the many closets, rooms, compartments and boxes in my head and I find this interlude of the closing a good time to sit and sort through the accumulated laughter and tears, never-t0-be-forgotten and those I so wish I could forget that I have stored away until I could evaluate their true meanings to me. I think too many people never take the time to re-examine the clutter they have collected over the past turns and "clean-house." My grandmother taught me at a very young age how to store my memories and thoughts, box them u

I am so frustrated!  I am stalled out on my book and my Muse has taken a vacation somewhere as she surely is not sitting on my shoulder whispering ideas into my ear for me to write.   I am back on my farm in Tennessee for a few weeks then I shall return to my adopted France.  I thought the change would do me well and sometimes the view of the Smokey Mountains in the lovely Spring time does re-charge my batteries.  I find instead of sitting in my studio I prefer to take long walks into the woods, my ever-faithful German Shepherd by my side - he is my guardian and Chief Snake Snooper. I follow the old ways of my Celtic background and so the t

The rains of April have arrived and so I find myself indoors for a change.  I am losing the battle with the weeds and am seriously considering just letting them grow and declaring them to be the victors in my yearly war. All this was a hell of a lot simpler last year when I was still married, you know?   Still worth it, as I am in a group les four-way which works for us quite well, but we need to find a brother or a friend to help out sometimes.  Or maybe not.  Males are handy at times - just not in my bedroom! We surprise ourselves some around here as we find we can do a lot more than we ever thought and so we are coping, pretty well.  Per