There Aren’t Many Things

Have you ever noticed that

problems seem so much worse

in the middle of the night?

It drives me mad…and keeps me awake.

There are not many things that I dislike more than

two of hours of  American Ninja Warrior

at 2 AM while I cannot sleep.

It makes it difficult to get up in the morning.

This morning, my coach, My Larry, suggested

that  our post marathon rest should be over.

So after a week off from exercising, we got up, dressed

and

went to the trail.

BUT……

after raining and flooding all last week

the park/trail was not fit for a good lap.

Photo: After flooding over the weekend, you can see how high the water got.
Photo: the mud and slime on the trail made it to slippery to pass.

We got a couple of miles in and came home.

I am listening to my favorite radio station,  {from Dublin}

laundry is swirling and

my desk is cluttered with the creation known as “Larry’s Quilt.”

It is drizzling outside again and I have three {real} notes to write.

Monday has officially  started.

***

Dear hearts.

I wish you a beautiful day.

I wish you moments to remember

and a full nights sleep.

Love you beyond…….you fill in the blank?

Me.

In Times Of Great Distraction

In times of great distraction…..

I feel blessed that my adventures have taken me far away.

Photo: by Robin-London 2017. The Mews where we stayed

 

Breathe

by~robin tolbert

 

The air is filled with hope.

Breathing in and out

fills the heart.

 

Accepting the moments.

Knowing that His will

be done.

 

Love, joy and strength.

Keeping the  heart full

of all things good.

*****

Joy is part of my life.

It has  ALWAYS  been part of my life.

I apologize  if you cannot feel it through your screen.

There are people who are only voyeurs in my life…

That is ok,  but please do me a favor?

If you only know me  from the blog,

don’t judge to harshly.

We all do the best we can…..

Love you.

Me

Incognito?

Photo: Matilda, incognoto

Yesterday, I wished that I could be someone else.

I was exhausted and sad and

life was testing me each moment.

After a good nights sleep,

I woke up today, glad to be me.

I am up at sunrise because I have a dental appointment.

Perhaps I wanted to be someone else

because I hate getting my teeth cleaned?

Love you.

Me

Dear Kristin Chenoweth

This past weekend, was special.

On Saturday, Larry and I participated in the

Quarter/Half  Marathon at the Dallas Arboretum.

We finished and received medals.

*****

On Saturday evening, we went to the Meyerson Symphony Center Gala.

Larry prepared a picnic as we people watched.

Photo: Champagne picnic at the Meyerson Symphony Center. Dallas, Texas

We had tickets for the Gala/ Funraiser

with Kristin Chenoweth.

Photo: By Robin~Kristin Chenoweth in concert. Dallas, Texas

Larry and I sat in the second row….holding hands.

Kristin complimented us on being in love like her parents are.

Little did she know how much being there on Saturday meant to us

or that she sang “our song”

or that our 7 year old Granddaughter Matilda

had told me before the concert that she was jealous because

we were getting to see Glinda in person.

{Kristin was the original Glinda in the Broadway play WICKED…..

one of my favorite of all time plays. {along with Camelot}}

Below: Personal Message

Dear Kristin,

Oh, how we enjoyed your performance on Saturday night with the Dallas Symphony Orchestra.  Thank you for sharing your talent with all of us…and noticing how you touched us in the audience.

Our granddaughter was about 4 years old and learned the word LOATHING because her favorite song in WICKED is, What Is This Feeling?…now she pantomimes the song to perfection.

Larry and I thank you for the kind words,

we wish you only amazing moments,

and

thank you for sharing the joy of ART with

young ARTists in the area.

You are wonderful.

Merci Kristin d’avoir apporte tant de joie.

*****
Love you.

Me.

Like A Child Again

Last weekend,

our granddaughter Matilda spent the night at The Cottage

while her Mother and Dad went to a concert.

It was a good weekend and

we missed her when she went home.

The awesome thing is……

Photo: Benjamin, the dog puppet, with a sleep mask on

this week, when I downloaded pictures from my camera,

I found photos taken by Matilda.

Here is our dog for now, Benjamin. {he is a puppet}

It looks like Matilda shared her sleep mask with him

and

cuddled him in.

I love this photo so much.

Wouldn’t it be wonderful to view the world as a child again?

When I feel this way….I pull out my copy of

Robert Louis Stevenson’s

There are many copies, but this one is the best.

Illustrations are spectacular

and the verse can take you away.

We should all take the time to view the world as a child again.

How lovely would that be?

Love you.

Me

The Wave

Photo: One of my favorite mugs, a gift from Matilda
Photo: The worktable

My worktable is cluttered

with

embroidery floss, a phone and a cup of diet Coke.

I have a project planned.

There is a piece of ART that My Larry adores.

It is a wood block piece, by  Hokusai.

For years, he has chosen things {journals, t shirts, mugs}

with the famed  WAVE on them.

Photo: The Wave

Last summer, we had the privilege of seeing

the Hokusai exhibit at The British Museum.

It was an amazing exhibit.

Ancient wood block pieces that stunned the senses.

Fast forward to this summer.

We were at the beach

and I went to the tiny quilt shop in Kapaa.

{it is am awesome shop}

Yes. The Wave appeared again. On fabric!

I bought 4 panels, and promised Larry a twin size quilt

to use as a throw as the Texas weather

became cool.

Photo: 4 panels of The Wave.

I am looking forward to making  a quilt for Larry.

 

*****

As the country braces to fight hurricane Florence

My thoughts and prayers are with

 many  good friends on the East coast.

Love you.

Me

The Man Face

I have been walking at the same park for years.

It is very close to The Cottage.

I remember when it was built, renamed ,

 when they enlarged the lake  and widened the sidewalk.

The first time that I walked  the trail,

I was in Texas on holiday and pregnant with  my daughter Lauren.

At the beginning of this year, while exercising,

I was walking toward a tree

and thought that someone had put a  mask on the tree.

But no!

It is just a growth on the tree that looks like a man!

Photo: Man Face on tree

I have been meaning to take a photo of it for months,

and today in the drizzle I did just that.

The Man Face.

I think that  the man needs a name.

I would love suggestions….

please, just leave your suggestion

in the comment section of this post.

Enjoy your moments.

Love you,

Me

The Spirit

I met a woman a few weeks ago and all she talked about

was her “Spirit Animal”….what is that exactly?

She tried to explain.

Dreams.

Meditations.

Study.

Reflections.

I asked: Do you pick it or does it pick you?

She said: Both.

I was confused.

I googled  Spirit Animal.

The things that came up, books, quizzes, etc had a price attached.

Is this a scam?

One morning, I asked Larry what he knew about spirit animials

and

did he have one?

He said: yes, and you have one too.

He told me that I have had  what is NOW known as a spirit animal,

for many, many years.

Link to Robin’s Spirit Animal.

The wonderful part is that Larry and I have the same animal.

Photo: The tattoo of my spirit animal. Day after I got it. June, 2009

After my connection with the Great Honu for many years,

Larry and I got matching tribal Honu Tattoos, before we

even knew what a spirit animal was.

Do you have a spirit animal?

What is it?

How did it come to be?

What have you done to honor it?

How does it help you?

Thank you for sharing my moments….

Love you.

Me