Looking out my window I see smoke. Again. I was just outside with the dogs and it’s thick enough to smell. Not as thick as it has been but, according to the air quality index, it’s high risk and unhealthy to be outside for long. Sigh. Another ibndoor day. There have been so many this summer.
I am thinking about a story I’m dabbling with. I wrote the first draft a couple of years ago and pulled it out again this morning. I can easily get lost in rewriting and editing—and I did. It was delicious time well spent and I predict there will be more to come in the coming days.
I am thankful for a few days of solitude and silence.
One of my favorite things is good conversation with my daughter.
I am creating a new book. Maybe. I believe we all have stories to tell and I’m working on a workbook to use as a guide to help tell yours. I haven’t completely settled on the idea and whether there’s merit in pursuing it, so we’ll see where I go with it. Would you be interested in something like this?
I am wearing comfortable stay-at-home clothes, no makeup, and unstyled hair because I don’t plan on leaving the house today, other than going out in the back yard with the dogs.
I am reading Braiding Sweetgrass: Indigenous Wisdom, Scientific Knowledge, and the Teachings of Plants by Robin Wall Kimmerer and Dark Roads by Chevy Stevens.
I am hoping it rains. Soon and a lot. The fires in our province continue to rage and drive people from their homes to safety.
I am learning that it’s time to let go of some things and focus more on others.
In my kitchen I’m making comfort food to curl up with while hubby is away. Nothing healthy, nothing low cal, just good tasting according to my palate. (For example, pasta with grated cheddar cheese and cottage cheese mixed in. And popcorn for dinner? Why not?)
In my garden the cucumbers are out of control and tomatoes are ripening at a good pace. There’s also an abundance of basil, Swiss chard, and carrots. It’s winding down, Im winding down, and already thinking ahead to next year’s garden.
Here’s a link to a blog I follow called Gathering Around the Table. I’ve followed Christy for years. You should too!
“Even a wounded world is feeding us. Even a wounded world holds us, giving us moments of wonder and joy. I choose joy over despair. Not because I have my head in the sand, but because joy is what the earth gives me daily and I must return the gift.”
~ Braiding Sweetgrass: Indigenous Wisdom, Scientific Knowledge, and the Teachings of Plants
A moment from my day
Yes, I can publish two posts in one day.
It’s been a while since I shared a Simple Woman’s Daybook post and, just because I was thinking about it, today’s the day. These posts focus our attention on simple, ordinary, everyday things and that’s exactly what I’m doing while Gerry’s away fishing. Days unfold quietly, gently, and are focused on words, as I spend most of my time writing or reading. It’s a sweet slice of time.
Great post. A calming post in light of the smoke around you. I’ve been thinking of doing the same type of book. I’ve taught memoir writing classes for years, so why not? Happy writing to you, Linda.
I love posts which focus on the simple and the ordinary … and somehow, when a light is shone on them, they become infused with something more-than-ordinary. Like your lovely words and photo today.