Last night, after 2 very long days I was ready to post my last Winter Blues. I started uploading some great images of blue doors and I had this great title "When one blue doors closes..." and you know how Blogger takes some time to up load images and that little whirly thing spins and you watch it and then your eye lids start to droop. And then you kinda sorta wake up and wonder why the computer is still on and why are you sleeping sitting up? And you just turn off the computer and go to bed? And then you wake up at 3:30 and go..."Hey wasn't I uploading something?" And then you go back to sleep? And then again about 5:30pm you think did I dream that I was posting something? What was that important thing I was going to say? No? Hasn't ever happened to you? Hum...well here is a picture of where I have been for the last 2 days. The Science and Technology Building of the Southwestern Indian Polytechnical Institute, facing a field that had cows, geese and llamas. Beautiful, eh? Back tomorrow with deep stuff...maybe. If I can remember. Does that ginkgo stuff work? Do you have to remember to take it for it to work? What was I saying?
Grace in small things
1. Good conversation with lovely people who retired to his grandfather's farm and hearing them wax eloquently about their garden and greenhouses and grandchildren.
2. The end of a very long conference
3. A gem and mineral show to look forward to
4. Comfortable shoes
5. Llamas sneezing...do you think they are allergic to Jupiter too?
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oh, i have, i have.
that's a beautiful looking building. bring on the cows and llamas!
oh yes I have....
walk into a room with some definite intent only to stand..dumbly..wondering why I wanted to walk into that room.
sounds like it was a good but intense time here.
Llamas sneezing? It does look beautiful there. And wish I were you for the gem and mineral show. xoxox
P.S. I forgot to mention I forget things too. :)
What room? where? LOL
I missed you too. Too long for here but I will let you know (maybe it would be better not to) about the horrible things with a very dishonest builder who walked away with over twenty five thousand dollars of a forty thousand project that needed to be redone and now that same project after him stealing the money is nearly sixty five thousand.
But there are people like you in my life and so I believe in goodness and friendship and love and Spring is here with its disorder of blossoms and I am grateful for all the lessons learned, albeit I wish they weren't so expensive both in coins and spiritual disorientation some times...sigh
Hugs from here, good to be back and to have you in my space.
OH! You crack me UP!
smoochies!
The shoes, the shoes! Tell us about the shoes. If they're comfortable, I bet they cost gundreds of dollars (I knew they didn't cost a gazillion, but I needed a way to indicate a strastopheric number in a lower range).
Yep, I sure have! Wink.
xo
I love that field that you speak of. The cranes come there in the winter. Yes, I have had that happen to me (the wasn't I posting something and didn't I have something important to say? part).
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