~:: Why We Can Never Be Bored ::~

First, I would like to offer you a profound treat. As part of your preparation for Easter (not the chickie and bunny part, but the heart-stopping love part), I refer you to a lovely piece of writing done by one of my dear friends, Cori. What a woman. What a perspective.

Second, I’m going to complain about how there aren’t enough hours in the day. I cannot seem to do all the basic things (for me: treadmill, horse-feeding, dog-wrangling, shower, keeping track of the money, turning writing into books, preserving the past, planning for the future and loving people) much less remember the holidays more than twelve hours before they happen, knit camels and other beasts, read swell novels, write about them, blog- and the rest of it. Personally, I think days should be elastic—defined by what wants to be done in them rather than by suns and clocks and schedules.

Third, some images from the past couple of days:

Yesterday 

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This Morning

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23 Responses to ~:: Why We Can Never Be Bored ::~

  1. Rachel says:

    I know! This morning it was shocking! I got the kids up at 6:30 AM for family prayer and at that point it was just raining. Shortly there after it turned to snow and not too much longer after it was inches of snow! And now this evening……. it’s all gone. Strange!

    Lovely pictures and thank you a midst all that you do, for coming and rescuing us this evening. It’s that family thing Donna was talking about. :)

  2. Donna says:

    Stop showing me snow…I want some! And that deer hinging thingy. Did you explain that? In another post you said you would explain it, but I don’t remember.
    I read Cori’s post….amazing.
    Elastic days? I don’t know. I like when it is bed time and I can just go to bed. I think I may need more energy and focus – not longer days.
    I bet zumba is way more fun than treadmill! And I was just kidding. I love your snow on the blooms pictures.

    • webmaster says:

      It’s kind of like fat. I’d be GLAD to send some of mine to whoever needs it. But they won’t let me.

      Along with elastic days would come elastic nights, don’t you think? But then, I’d be awake forever and then asleep forever. And zumba would be TONS more fun than treadmill if I didn’t have to get dressed and drive somewhere to do it. Drat.

  3. Dawn says:

    Thank you for sharing the link to Cori’s post. That was beautiful.
    Your pictures are beautiful too. And I’m not even shocked about the snow. It has just been a very weird kind of spring this year, all over the country. For your sake, I hope that it’s once again looking more like the first pictures though. Enough with the snow!

    • webmaster says:

      Cori is wonderful. And I knew the snow wouldn’t shock you- it’s not like you don’t get it first.I’m going to be interested to see how this weather thing plays out over the next many years. I do hope we don’t all starve, which we might if the blossoms don’t set and the fields don’t get watered.Today, it’s about fifty with no signs of that snow. It all came down in about three hours.

  4. Julie says:

    wow, what a difference in just 24 hours! All that poor blossom! I definitely agree with the idea of elastic days – I’d love to be able to stuff a bit more into mine! Wishing you and all of your family a lovely Easter Kristen xxx

    • webmaster says:

      Happy Easter, Jules! The blossoms have bounced back (all part of the Easter miracle) and we are on our way to seventy degrees again tomorrow (when we will be sitting in church). I like the thought of day-stuffing. Many kisses to you all, and peace – that’s what I would send in baskets if I knew how.

  5. Matt says:

    When I was younger I wondered about choosing to become a wandering ascetic. That way my days and nights could always be whatever I wanted them to be. Hard to do that and be invested in other people, though. But it’s a nice idea in theory.

    • webmaster says:

      VERY hard to keep up relationships that way. And frankly, I always like to know exactly where my toilet is.

  6. Kathy V says:

    Gosh. I don’t know which set of photos I like best. They are all so beautiful. I think a spring snow storm is a real treat.

    • webmaster says:

      I don’t mind spring snow either, knowing it will be gone in seconds. But the stone’s pink blossoms – that was my fave.

  7. I know this type of “yesterday” and “this mornings”. Some years, like this one, are less snowy, less showy, – but the temperature extremes! Hard to adjust to. Your photos are gorgeous. The spring ones really sing. Those blossoms!

    Is it too much to ask for an elastic body to go with the elastic days? I fear that even if I had an elastic day, my body would never keep up.

    • webmaster says:

      Oooooooo – an elastic body. I like that idea. Then I could reach the cabinet on top of the refrigerator, and get my foot into a stirrup without having to lift it with my hand (how humiliating is that?) Okay. We’ll add that to the re-design.

      • The stirrup manoeuvre, I bet I’d have to do that too – if ever I got on the horses. But I really love the idea of hugging my loved ones all at once. And doing stuff without ever having to leave the comfy knitting chair.

  8. Jenni says:

    You have some beautiful friends.

    How amazing to get snow and I loved the photos of the snow capped mountains and the blossoms, lovely :-)

  9. Ginger says:

    Yummy spring shots. Then, back to snow.

    Now, it crickets and crackling heat.

    Spring seems so very long ago.

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