Saturday, October 21, 2017
All my life I have resented Autumn. I hate to leave behind the warm summer days and glorious sun beating hot on my face. As I grew older I began to wear a hat to protect my head from the heat, and a bandanna on my forehead to catch the sweat.
I still hate to leave summer behind. But I must confess that I don't hate Autumn so much anymore. The days will grow cooler next week. (We are still above normal temps.) "they" even say we may see a flurry or two, though it won't stick. Just little bits of snow blowing in the wind.
I have already started to focus on what stitching will occupy my time when it's too cold to be outside. Today will be the last warm day for a while and I have one more project to do outside, then I'm done with it. I'm not even going to blow leaves this year. Terry plans to mow them out to the street letting the John Deere create a long pile along the road for the leaf picker uppers to collect and cart them off.
I hesitated to add the following paragraph. It is really my inner thoughts on how to keep my piece of mind. Forever I have been the caregiver. I continue that roll with Terry. For all else...I am free.
I turned 66 the other day. Somehow my mind did an instant adjustment:
Eliminate people and things that cause stress instead of reducing it.
Focus on what I want to do, that does not include raking.
Snow will be plowed away...no shoveling here ANYMORE except a path to my bird feeders.
Catch up on TV watching that I have been avoiding.
Continue to do what I can to resist the direction this country is taking.
Stitch more...blog more.
Speak more...bite my tongue where that used to be a hard thing to do.
Most of my blog friends don't talk about their real inner thoughts. Keep the conversation light. No controversy. Perhaps this place is our escape. I am in the Autumn of my life. I embrace it and hope Winter is a long way off.