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Spinach and Art

So, one task a day, one big thing i.e., not the piddly little chores I do every day like cleaning out the cat box, has become a vague goal for me. Vague, because I'm not much good with goals, but I do try. Today's task was to pick the spinach. This one thing was more than enough for this old woman. First, weather app tells me it's 55 out there. I can do that. But forgetting to investigate wind speed I go out ill prepared. Finished one row and was so cold I had to come in and get a hat which helped, but my fingers were still stiff. Sheesh. Will Spring come? I suppose, I hope, I dream. I want her to arrive, but of course have no control over that.

We own two stainless steels bowls that hold about 3 gallons of produce each. They are known as the "mother bowls" and I filled two of them with spinach today. Giant leaves, bigger than my hand. Praise and adulation to all the spinach gods who have smiled down on us this season. I sauteed some in olive oil with minced garlic..oh yeah! Washed it all and have 3 gallons bags in the fridge. The process took three hours.

After that was completed, it was time to get ready for an art show being presented by a lovely Japanese lady who is the mother of twin girls with whom Anah is close friends. Takes about 45 minutes to get to the college town where her exhibit was located. Took 30 more minutes to figure out the campus, find the right building and a parking place. Her art was interesting and inspiring. Using a connection between Haiku written by a Zen monk and each piece in the exhibit; she created an amazing story. Forgot to mention that I went with Erin and Anah and we all enjoyed the show.

Went to eat, wasn't really hungry. Sat in the car and played on my phone while the kids went into a makeup store to exchange something. By the time they came out I was totally ready to be home in my favorite chair because most of body parts were hurting.

The ride home was intense, filled with deep conversation and old music. We sang. I cried but no one knew. I forgot about the pain. Pulled up in the driveway and Cat Stevens was singing "Where Do the Children Play?" We sat there and sang it all the way through. As I came in the gate I tripped and grabbed the gate for support, oh oh...used the arm with the bad shoulder. More pain, worse pain. But, temporary enough, no drugs needed, as long as I don't try to move it too much, it's great. Even better, its my left arm and I'm right-handed.

Life is, if nothing else, interesting and mysterious.

Weather permitting, my big thing tomorrow is going to be to draw the daffodils blooming in the pasture.

May your dreams hold pleasant surprises.


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Apr. 24th, 2018 03:26 am (UTC)
May your dreams hold pleasant surprises.

And yours as well.

And enjoy the spinach bounty.

Edited at 2018-04-24 03:27 am (UTC)
Apr. 24th, 2018 01:55 pm (UTC)
Thanks, spinach for lunch. Love spinach and strawberry salad but the two are never ready at the same time in this climate.
Apr. 24th, 2018 10:14 am (UTC)
Tomorrow sounds like a much more relaxing day than today. Although today was very productive!

I hope spring comes to you soon. It should, because we are expecting winter in a few days.

May you have pleasant dreams, too.
Apr. 24th, 2018 01:57 pm (UTC)
Today will be a lazy day I hope.
Apr. 26th, 2018 09:18 am (UTC)
Yes, have a nice day resting up!
Apr. 24th, 2018 10:24 am (UTC)
Ouch, ouch, ouch! Sorry.

You know, the more you drew, the more confident you were becoming in your art. I could see that in your art.

So, I hope you keep drawing. :-)
Apr. 24th, 2018 02:05 pm (UTC)
Yeah, I don't know what happens with me exactly, but it is challenging to maintain focus. Always hampered by depression and anxiety combined with family stuff, but my intention is to draw today.

You are kind and I remain inspired by your talent and determination.
Apr. 24th, 2018 02:07 pm (UTC)
I'm actually kind of a bitch. :-) So you really should listen to me when I say positive things about your art. :-)
Apr. 26th, 2018 04:17 pm (UTC)

Similar in nature to the soon to be late and lamented Meezer?

Apr. 26th, 2018 04:32 pm (UTC)
There's a reason why she chose me to be her familiar! :-)
Apr. 24th, 2018 01:31 pm (UTC)
I too am a silent cry-er...it's usually a good thing but can be pretty isolating.

Glad you all the art show :)
Apr. 24th, 2018 02:00 pm (UTC)
I'm very isolated on all fronts, unsure if I need to change that. I do have my family and they can fill up time, though not always in a positive way.
Apr. 24th, 2018 02:20 pm (UTC)
I'm mostly like that, but my dad was REALLY like that (he raised me on his own since I was 4) so I think I understand it. I think you would only need to change it if it's making you really miserable, but I'm hermit-y, too, and I don't see anything wrong with it. I tried for years to be more social, to be a party person, but it just blew up in my face time and again. I'm better off alone or one-on-one.

Apr. 24th, 2018 09:06 pm (UTC)
I was once very social too, but know what you mean about things blowing up, happened to me too. Not miserable at all, good at entertaining myself. Your dad sounds like an awesome guy, yes? <3
Apr. 25th, 2018 01:45 am (UTC)
Same--good at entertaining myself :) It helps when you enjoy your own company/are comfortable with yourself.

And absolutely, yes. My dad was amazing. Quiet but deep, intelligent but never showy about it...gentle. Kind. Fed the strays. Felt hurt when the cat ignored him... Worked so, so hard for me. Worked overtime constantly so I was alone a lot (but I never needed for anything) and of course he wasn't perfect, had some demons but who doesn't? He never took them out on me, and that's all we can ask for, I think?
I miss him everyday. I dream of him from time to time and in the dream he always just out of town, and I'm freaking out because I don't know how I'll explain to him why I'd moved into his room/redecorated it. I always feel so unsettled after that one, sigh. I'm usually a lucid dreamer but that one is not.

Apr. 25th, 2018 05:35 pm (UTC)
Sounds like a wonderful man. My Dad was too and I still miss.

Apr. 25th, 2018 07:15 pm (UTC)
*hugs* I like to think that when I think of him "randomly" that he's thinking of me, too <3
Apr. 24th, 2018 11:10 pm (UTC)
I loved, loved, loved this entry! The cooked spinach in oil and garlic sounds delightful...as does the art exhibit! I have wanted to try Haiku. Perhaps on our trian ride home I will try my hand at it! I really like Cat Stevens! Everytime music changes (like from cassette, to CD, to MP3) I lose some of my old favorites....
I hope for Spring to come to you soon!!!
Apr. 25th, 2018 05:27 pm (UTC)
I'm glad you liked this one. The spinach was delicious.

Oh yes, do try some Haiku, you are having all these great experiences and seeing new things so you have lots of material.

Was a little springlike yesterday but back to piddling cold rain and gloomy skies today
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