Windows open

That first really fine day of fall,

Full of mellow sunshine and fresh breezes.

Open the windows and let the fall air work it’s wonders.

78 degrees, and the sun is so mellow

My confused Lemon tree is still very happy.

Today, I’m so grateful to open the windows, clean all ceiling fans, the base boards, and change all the sheets.

A refreshing day, that is for sure.

I have a small family

Nobody left from my parent’s generation for my niece and nephew.

Just me and my brother for our generation from our family.

I woke up today thinking of my niece and nephew. They may not have grandparents, but they have an Aunt Wendy.

I found some fun costumes for play on Amazon and sent them out.

My niece M modeling the chefs costume I sent out. She’s a very serious cook!

Mid-Century Modern

This cool old stove is in my Mother-in-law’s house, which will soon go on the market. She’s enjoying her assisted living home, thank goodness. I’m so happy she is doing well. She’s gained some weight, she gets to go to Mass every day, play dominos with several of her cousins, and she’s across the street from her sister, brother, and brother-in-law. All good things.

My husband wants to keep the stove from his mom’s house for our place in the country. I think it’s charming. It’s a little time capsule.

The more I look at it, the more I like it. If it can be converted to use propane, I think it will be a done deal.

Isn’t it charming?

Something to enjoy

My recent dive into new poets, and a close look at beautiful sculpture has uncovered a new word for me.

From the Greek “meraki”. We all know someone who puts love into what they do. It’s so obvious that they are committed to their project that their work just stands out.

It could be seen in a beautiful garden, or photo, or poem, or meal, or the way a home is kept, or the way a team comes together.

Have you enjoyed something recently that had “Love” sprinkled in that just delighted you?

Is there something that you do that you can’t help but put that extra “love” into?

I’m a bit of a homebody. On Saturdays when I clean the house, I’m putting love into the chore. When I’m finished, I sit in my clean home and I feel such a sense of satisfaction and comfort. My home is not fussy, and there are no “untouchable” items here. I’m definitely not a clean freak. It’s just that I grew up in an “untouchable” house and that’s not fun. I strove for something different.

The enjoyment comes when friends and family gather together and they are comfortable. The best compliment I ever got was from my Brothers-in-law Tom and Kenny when at one gathering they remarked that they would come to anything at our house because it was “warm and comfortable”. That’s when I knew that the love I put in was seen by someone else. It was the best compliment I ever received.

Now it’s time for me to put some love into my garden and clean away the spent plants from summer, put out some mulch, and let the soil rest a bit till February.

Bronzes

I’ve been looking at bronzes, and longing to get to a museum.

Images from Pinterest.

Camille Claudel 1864-1943 French Sculptress/Artist.

She was a contemporary of Matisse, and Picasso. She kept going when no one believed in her.

There is something about sculpture, specifically bronze, that really speaks to me. I like Marble too. There is something so amazing about a cold hard element being turned into something warm, fluid, and wonderful. I just want to touch it.

What art speaks to you?

Get your own door!

I love manners. Please, Thank you, Yes Ma’am, Yes Sir, how can I help you.

It melts me. Kindness and respect begetting kindness and respect.

I can’t tell you the number of times, when I’ve been hurrying along, high heels clicking, bags in tow, hurrying to a meeting, airport, or any function, and a kind gentleman, old, young, in between holds the door. It stops me every time. This kind person is waiting to give me a small kindness, a gentle assistance, a simple gesture of respect. The simple “I See You” an acknowledgment of one’s existence.

I LOVE MEN WHO ARE GENTLEMEN!  There I’ve said it.  It’s the girliest thing to me, but when a man, acts like a gentleman and holds open the door, it’s one of my favorite things.

Manners don’t stop at gender, if someone is coming your way, hold the elevator, hold the door, acknowledge another human beings existence.  It’s why we are here.

I’m happy to say, I’ve given, and I’ve received these kindnesses, and I get a good laugh when people crap on them, and get their own comeuppance.

Iconic Texan

I’ve mentioned before that I have a buddy whose family had the responsibility of Wild Life management on the King Ranch. He’s all things quintessential Texas to me.

He posts things from time to time that really makes me smile.

Bandera, TX is the Cowboy Capital of Texas. It still has horse hitches, and an great historic downtown area.

My buddy posted this pic on Facebook today, so I had to snag it. So many people have this image of Texas. I’m glad we still live up to it, even if it’s just in those little towns like Bandera.

When was the last time?

This has been on my mind quite a bit.

When was the last time I’ve done something for the first time?  Well, I’m not at the beginning of my journey, but my journey isn’t finished yet.  I’m sure there is plenty out there.

Maybe I’m wanting to race to the ocean shore?  Love the beauty of the ocean.

We’ve never been vacationer’s.  We will go 15 years without a week away.  We’ll escape for weekends, but in the last 4 years, we haven’t gone anywhere for more than 2 days.

Maybe I’m thinking about the next win a work?  I love my job.

Maybe I’m thinking about embracing the best version of myself?  I’m about as me as I can be?

I surprised myself when I saw the Bee Keeper Barbie.  The feelings it evoked reminded me, I still have a very girly, youthful side to me.  Maybe I can embrace things I’ve lost?

There’s a lot that I still want to be.

I want to be beautiful…..Really wanted and desired by my husband.  When he walks in the door and sees me, I want him to be so happy that he wouldn’t want to be anywhere else.

If we can be that couple who still holds hands and flirts for the next 25 years, that will be just fine.  But I’d like a sex life that would be the thing of legend.

I want to be a great friend.  When my gal pals reach out, and remind me what part I play in our dynamic, it’s empowering.  I want to have great friends around me.

I want to be a great mom.  My boys are grown, and we are developing a great new relationships.  I want them to always want me around.

I want to be a great Wendy.  Fierce, loving, creative, intelligent, and all things good.

I’d like to do things for the first time.  New adventures await.  My story isn’t done yet.