Making memories while the sun shone

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We squeezed in a trip to the beach, low tide and calm waves a pleasure.

Close friends visited over the weekend, and while this morning is a cloudy mess, we enjoyed bright blue skies, warm temps, and marvelous camaraderie.

Chatting with those of a similar age and interests is always pleasant, for while we are on different paths, the journeys coalesce in manners that remind we're not alone in 1) Getting older, 2) Navigating our purposes and 3) Maintaining sanity. Definitely important elements in this thing called Life.

Then Life returns to its usually scheduled programming, which of course is wonderful too, mostly. My wonky knee remains tricksy, but is improving. Shingles have cleared up and left no visible reminders other than I'll probably need another vaccine in the next few months. I'm SERIOUSLY contemplating what I'd LIKE to next write, whoa! I'm making good strides with the Mandolin quilt, but A Quilt of Grace was moved off the sofa so others could sit on the sofa, and has yet to make its way back to the sofa. Grace will determine when that change of location occurs.

Spring felt so authentic over the weekend, all that sun and warmth and joy of sharing our lives with those so dear to our hearts. Palm Sunday was noted, and now it's Holy Week. Easter is late this year, and I'm grateful for its approach. I don't turn on lights where I do my evening stitching until well after supper, although I am aware that it's MUCH EASIER to thread needles in late morning/early afternoon light, ahem. I might find or make another pincushion to accommodate that deficiency in my eyesight.

The nasturtiums are doing well, including a red one to the right of the brown plastic flowerpot!

Friends being our age reaffirmed that growing older beats NOT growing older, and that when we were kids, those approaching sixty or just past that cusp seemed A LOT OLDER than how we emotionally and mentally feel now. Aches and pains are what they are, can't escape how the body alters as the years pass; aging is inevitable, yet it's also merely a number. I'll be fifty-nine soon, but I feel like I had my hissy-fit about nearing sixty last year, the whole two times twenty-nine thing. Wonky knee notwithstanding, I'm doing okay, and for as long as that holds, I'll keep pottering around with my activities. Which right now are working on a Heart quilt, a Mandolin quilt, writing more of The Enran Chronicles (hopefully), and formatting The Hawk. If I feel VERY inspired, I'll pot up some marigold seeds. And always I'll attempt to keep my soul aligned to Love and Joy. Because no matter how old I get, how long I live, Love and Joy smooth the way to wherever and whatever happens next.

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