Tag Archives: happy place
Finished my 4th string bag and have started another. In a crafty mood with fingers and string rather than words and paper. Advertisements
Art is Life or Our Life is our Art. My thinking gets into a negative loop that plays over and over when I am depressed. Writing a poem, drawing a picture, going for a walk seems somehow to change the … Continue reading
This one was filled with memories of the many games we played together over the years. Remember the Game of Life? Little pink and blue people you put in little cars and drove through the cliché life of school, job, … Continue reading
Sing in the shower at the top of your lungs, you’ll feel great all day. Smile at others and you’ll get smiles right back. Breathe cool, green forest scents and you’ll be light-headed with happiness for hours. Stare at sea … Continue reading
☂”And there’s no where to go but up.” Mary Poppins Elder daughter, middle daughter and I went to see ‘Mary Poppins Returns’ last night. Loved it! Go see it if you can. Imagine. . .
Cocooned in cotton flannel sheets, wool stuffed pillows and duvet, mohair wool blanket. . . who can crawl out of such a cozy nest when it’s still dark and raining out. Not me. ©Sharron R. McMillan
Peeling off the pages of unused calendars, wondering at spaces left unwritten in my journal, counting down the days, the hours until a new calendar, a new journal, another chance at noticing, experiencing and recording all of it. ©Sharron R. … Continue reading
Generosity that moves us to give more than we take, happy greetings to those we never noticed before, desire to be with those we love even though they are annoying Don’t put it all away with the baubles and ornaments. … Continue reading
A thankful heart is not only the greatest virtue, but the parent of all other virtues. ~ Cicero
It was a whisper that floated past milling crowds of travellers, buyers, sellers and settled in the hearts of quiet shepherds, men of wisdom watching the stars and a young girl in a barn. Peace. . . rarely found anywhere … Continue reading
We chose all mom’s favourite food and had a feast. The fresh carrot sticks I picked from under the mulch in the garden that morning. They were so delicious! And I made hot apple cider with our own apple juice. … Continue reading
Going to sit by the fire and crochet.
Getting caught up in anger over the way things ‘should be’ we fail to see what is – beauty, order, incredible colours, animals, seasons, fruit, sky, awesome beauty – Why do we fail to see it. Why does our focus … Continue reading
Like the outline on a painting or the edging of a stole faults and failures only highlight a life of gratitude for second chances. ©2018 Sharron R. McMillan