Thursday, January 29, 2015

What do you see?

I heard a solitary woodpecker.
I saw two red cardinals flitting among the brush.
I felt great, relaxed. Muscles working together head to toe.
I smelled the crisp cold air.
I tasted the banquet of quiet.

Thank God for snow.

Wednesday, January 28, 2015

It piles up outside and inside

Last Saturday's storm took us an hour to clear the driveway and cars. Yesterday's delight occupied us, all four, it's awesome having the help of the girls, three hours. It was a great night for shoveling. Not much wind, light fluffy snow, but a lot of it. Very few cars on the road and plows lifting their blades as they passed the driveway. Thank you.

If the girls didn't help I think we would still be out there. Thank you my loves.

Also I believe there is a direct correlation between the amount of snow that falls and the size of the mountain of clothes drying on the rack afterwards. Uncle Mike I wore your hand me down ski pants. Thanks, they worked great.

Tuesday, January 27, 2015

It certainly is piling up

If you squint...

The snow looks like a monorail. (Laugh) Seriously though, it's snowing just like they promised. This storm did not miraculously veer off out to sea. Power is still on. State of emergency called. No work. No school. No worries. What is a storm?  It's a gift of 24 maybe 36 hours of time at home. To finish projects.  Start new ones.  Read.  Cook.  Even bake.  My today happy to do list is endless.

Monday, January 26, 2015

Do you worry about tomorrows?

Epic storm arriving tonight. Will stay until Wednesday. What are your thoughts? Are you one of the many who will hit the grocery store for eggs, bread, milk, and tp? Or are you always prepared? Somewhat prepared?

We needed coffee filters... Picked up yesterday. A storm without coffee... Unbearable.

New Englanders stay safe. Stay home. Stay warm.

Sunday, January 25, 2015

Where did the time go?

My quick summer project is down to the wire in late January. I have to frame it with came. Add the cat eyes. Then apply the finish.

Already thinking of the next project.

Back on the trainer

The roads are icy and snowy. Winter finally arrived. Remembered I own cross county skis and snowshoes. I should make time to head into the woods or rail trail. Still, I'm grateful for the trainer that allows me to cycle, or pretend cycle, in the garage.

The goal of the Boston Brain Tumor Ride 62 miles keeps me focused on training. There is no try; only do. Thank you Yoda.

Saturday, January 24, 2015

Unexpected Excellence

A dear friend's son is into cooking. He made Almond Joy ice cream with coconut milk whipped cream. I was visiting for tea and chatting. To catch up. Was handed a lovely dessert. Rich beyond words.

Friday, January 23, 2015

What's at the end of your comfort zone?

For me it's going out socially in large groups, alone. That said, I went out, alone, to the rider meet and greet for the Boston Brain Tumor Ride last night. And what happened? I met Steve. A PhD student in Mechanical Engineering from MIT. But more personally, a first time rider who this past Fall had a tumor removed from his frontal cortex. He is signed up to ride 10 miles... when he admits he probably shouldn't be riding at all.

Talk about living at the end of your comfort zone.
I'm humbled.

Thursday, January 22, 2015

Boston Brain Tumor Ride

Prayer in action. Not only on the day, but every training session; the good ones and the slogfests. Please consider sponsoring me.

Wednesday, January 21, 2015

I'm not quite ready

To plunge back into life and leave the love of the weekend behind. Oh to be greeted by my loving grand nieces and nephew. Joy of joys.

I don't think I will ever be ready.

Tuesday, January 20, 2015