The other day, I was driving through a nearby neighborhood to drop off a kid from the carpool when I spotted this egret walking down the sidewalk.
I blurted out, “Did you see that?” and then put the car into reverse (after checking for other cars, of course) and backed up for a closer look. I handed my phone to my daughter so she could take this photo through the van window.
You never know what you’ll see . . . if you’re looking.
I really did intend to write more regularly once the new year arrived–just like I intended to abstain from all sugar and you can guess how that went? (Hint: I baked chocolate chip cookies tonight.) January always seems like it will be a fresh start, but it’s January!
Here are some things that happened this January:
- The rainstorm I wrote about already. (Can I just be a little more obsessed with the rare rainstorm?)
- A weekend spent cleaning out kitchen cupboards. (What has my life become?)
- Another weekend spent cleaning out the garage. (I barely made a dent and it looks somewhat worse than when I started.)
- My 17-year old son got his driver’s permit. (My nervous system is . . . let’s just say “nervous” when trying to communicate while fearing for my car’s paint job, not to mention fearing whiplash.)
- I had the dryer vent guy come and clean out the dryer vent. (My dryer vent has more turns and twists than a daytime soap opera. The hot air and lint does not have a straight shot outside. ((I’m pretty sure there’s tortured metaphor about life here somewhere.)) Instead, the pipe turns and then bends and then turns again and clogs up. This means that it has to be regularly cleaned out by a professional. The signs I notice are twofold: First, I smell something burning. The “something” is the lint that accumulates in the open space in the bottom of my dryer. I finally learned to open up the dryer by myself and vacuum it out. Second, my laundry starts to take forever to dry . . . three hours, for instance, for a single load. When that happens, I have to call the guy and he comes and takes my money and solves my problem. Well, he solves my laundry-related problem anyhow. I have other problems that $145.00 will not fix. Ha.)
- I missed several glorious sunsets at the beach due to a wonky work schedule or parental obligations. I’ve been to the beach a few times, but the best and more vibrant January sunsets happened while I was trudging through my life. I am trying not to feel bitter. My husband says, “Oh, there will be other sunsets,” but I think, this sunset will never occur again . . . if you miss it, you miss it.
- I read my first book of the new year, Diana Nyad’s Find a Way. What an epic story! I loved it, especially since I went to hear her speak and could therefore “hear” her voice as I read. She is a remarkable human being.
And now my 2:00 AM bedtime is approaching, so I leave you with this photo of a sunset, my best so far this January.
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That is the sunset picture to end all sunset pictures! You shouldn’t need to take anymore this year, because none will compare. Amazing. I’m trying to get down there for sunsets more often myself, in this new land that I live in. It does help a lot, doesn’t it?
I’m jealous of your beach sunsets!
And my cabinets/garage need cleaning out too! I’ll tackle the cabinets soon, but am saving the garage for not-winter time =)
That’s funny – winter is prime time garage-cleaning weather here because summer is too hot!
Leslie, you are too kind! I keep trying to get down to the beach for one of the really colorful skies but those always seem to happen on busy days.
Have you not heard? February is the NEW January. At least that’s what I’m telling myself in a hopeful sort of way.
Love your posts. Thank you for telling about your first read of the new year. I immediately went to Amazon, clicked on and read the entire first chapter before ordering it. Now it’s on my new Kindle, and I know what I’ll be reading before bedtime tonight.