When I go to bed at night, and before actually going to sleep, my mind works very hard and I just cannot stop it. The wondrous thing is that ideas for a blog come and the actual writing of each thought is imagined and very clear. There are sentences and words in full descriptive forms. Does this make sense to you? Well anyway, to give you an idea of what I'm trying to convey here is that the thoughts and words that come as I drift off to La La Land, never ever come back as good as they are when they are expressed to me at that time. I never remember those words the next morning. They came and then disappeared. I simply cannot pull them up again and use them at all.
Now for daytime thoughts and words - nothing very exciting, but here I go....
First of all I'm OK. Getting used to being alone and not lonely. It certainly is different, and thought-inspiring at the same time. A lot of the paperwork is done, the private memorial service is in two days, and my lifestyle is undergoing some change.
For the first time I picked up the camera as the ferns around the flowerbeds in front of the porch gave me inspiration as did the tiger lilies that a neighbor planted by the dam spillway several years ago.
Hopefully my eyesight will remain good, even though my ambulatory skills are diminishing rapidly. I was always told that change is challenge. Yes it is!
