Tuesday, January 31, 2017


I sometimes think the majority of us must go through life seeing it as an endless blur of just okay. So-So.  Nothing memorable to get excited about. Could it be that we're just not paying enough attention? Over the last week or two, I've made more of an effort to "embrace the moments", and you know what? It's fairly astounding just how memorable your average day becomes, once you really start paying attention to the moments -- perhaps even writing about them or taking pictures or making sketches that you can scroll back through whenever you need a reminder.

There was that moment when we discovered that, if you just ask for it, most Chilis restaurants will still make their original soft tacos for you -- the ones that actually had chili in them -- even though they haven't been on the menu for years. So yummy!

There was a gorgeous sunrise that one of us enjoyed every second of, while the other sat right in front of it, but with eyes glued to his facebook news feed, which just made him more and more depressed.

And, of course, there were many, many moments like these, which always make my heart go pitter patter.

The one thing that's been missing, however, has been any kind of creative effort. Not really sure why it's been such a long dry spell. Yes, we do spend more time with family now that we have Little Calvin, and yes, there were the holidays and lots of house guests lately. Still, I could have found the time if I'd really wanted to. So I finally did, and it feels so, so good! I keep the latest work-in-progress open on my art table, adding a bit here and there whenever I have a minute. Every time I pass by, it puts a big ol' grin on my face!

So, nothing monumental, but perhaps, momentous? For, as they say, it's the little things that count.


Corrine at corrinegilman.com said...

Looks like Calvin has invaded your journal pages with his buddies, too cute. Yes, like seeing a fox and a coyote 20 minutes apart cross just outside the fence the other day. That was memorable. xox

Hill Country Hippie said...

I happened to glance out a side window over the staircase the other day in the wee hours, just in time to see a fox moseying up the stairs, as if he owned the place. A sight not to be forgotten!