back to normal

hurricane-michaelWhat a week! Hurricane Michael moved through swiftly on Wednesday, leaving a wide swath of destruction. We ended up being on the edge of it, and even without a direct hit, ninety percent of Tallahassee lost power. Trees, power poles, and light poles were (and still are) down all over. We lost cell service for a time. Many roads are still closed.

Panama City and Mexico Beach, along with communities north, were destroyed. Folks there have a long road to recovery ahead, and I can only imagine their suffering.

Our power was restored just after midnight Saturday morning, and we’re already back to normal. We had to throw away everything in our refrigerator and freezer, and we went to the grocery store (Publix rocks!) today to restock. I’ve caught up on laundry, and Paul has the yard whipped back into shape. We had no damage to our house at all, and we continue to remind each other that we have so many reasons to be grateful. Truly, all we experienced were some minor inconveniences.

My parents, in nearby Cairo, Georgia, still don’t have power. Their town was hit pretty hard, and they may not have electricity restored to their neighborhood for days. Their local officials haven’t been forthcoming with information, either, which only adds to the frustration.

As we woke up Thursday morning and realized the extent of the damage, I would not have predicted that I’d be sitting here on Sunday evening, with television on, laptop fully charged, and the refrigerator and air-conditioner humming. Many have been working around the clock to make that possible, and I am thankful! And truthfully, I don’t know why that’s our situation, when that’s not the case for so many.

Life is hard, and it’s harder for some than others. It’s really hard for many in the Florida panhandle and southwest Georgia right now. Would you take some time and pray? And give if you’re able to organizations that are helping? If you’re in this part of the country, churches and other organizations are mobilizing to get in there and help just as soon as they’re allowed in. When I hear about good places to donate, I will pass that along.

Grateful, grateful, grateful!

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hurricane day

We don’t get snow days in these parts very often; more often than not, a mandatory day off is caused by a hurricane. Today’s one of those days. Right now we have electricity, but the rain is picking up, and our satellite is going in and out. I cooked us a good breakfast, took a hot shower, and am on my third cup of coffee just in case those opportunities get scarce later as Hurricane Michael moves our way.

I’m planning to read and knit, and I’m glad the worst of it is expected during daytime hours. When they come through at night, I don’t sleep.

Praying everyone stays safe!

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aaaachoooo!

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Spring has sprung, and my eyes and nose have sprung a leak. It’s too much for a daily dose of Claritin to handle.

Every surface of our front porch is covered in pollen, and we’re tracking it inside onto our dark wood floors. My car is a dusty yellow, when it should be charcoal gray.

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A light rain has been falling this morning, and I’m hoping it will turn into a heavier shower and rinse everything off.

And yet, my daily commute is lovely, and spring green is such a cheerful color. Those old-fashioned formosa azaleas are putting on a show, and dogwood trees are still in bloom. The hydrangeas on my front porch get prettier every day.

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I remember enduring long winters years ago when we were stationed in Maine. One year, it snowed on my birthday – at the end of April! I knew that my home state was enjoying a beautiful spring while we were still stuck inside, looking out at barren trees and muddy slush. I truly understood seasonal affective disorder.

But I was allergy free!

You know what? I’ll take the sniffing and nose-blowing and watery eyes in exchange for green and pink and sunshine and no snow. Maybe that’s just me, but I’m glad to live where I live. (Until July.)

Happy spring y’all!

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snow day

It’s a rare sight in north Florida, but it’s snowing today:

Honestly, after living in Maine for 3 hard winters in the early nineties, I’m still over snow. But it was neat to open my back door and hear kids in the neighborhood enjoying it. For now, I’m in bed with a mug of tea. šŸ™‚

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Earlier this week, I awoke to thunder. When I left home for work, storm clouds were overhead. But as I headed north, God once again displayed His handiwork. New mercies, every single morning:

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random thoughts

~ It really rubs me the wrong way when I hear the word ‘gift’ used as a verb. What’s wrong with ‘give’?

~ I’m listening to rain falling, and it’s a sweet, sweet sound.

~ I’m listening to my husband snoring, and while it’s not a sweet sound, he’s a sweet man, and I’m glad he’s mine.

~ 2016 has whizzed by faster than any year I can remember, and it’s also been one of the weirdest.

~ I’m in a bit of a reading rut, but that’s okay because I’m on a knitting binge. If I could just figure out how to do both at the same time, I’d be in hobby heaven.

~ I rarely use my laptop anymore except to blog. I love my iPad. So this seems like an awesome idea.

~ Are any of you watching This Is Us? I’m really enjoying it. It’s filling the Parenthood void in my life. 

Gotta get back to my knitting!

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As you already know if you follow me on instagram, I’m once again obsessed with knitting. That has cut into my reading time — and into my blogging. So here’s a brief attempt at catching up a little.

~ I mentioned that when my son was visiting recently, he interviewed me for his podcast. That episode is now up, so you can listen in to our late night conversation if you’re so inclined. We chatted about photography, blogging, knitting, football, and my need for speed. It’s a pretty mellow episode, so grab some caffeine first.

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~ I’m working on an easy drop stitch scarf with a skein of yarn I bought earlier this year in California. It’s turning out really cool, and it’s an easy pattern.

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~ September is coming to a dreary, wet close. It looks gray and cool outside, but it’s really muggy and warm. I’m pretending otherwise, however, and am putting myself in a fall frame of mind with flowers, a scented candle, and lots of coffee.

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~ I’m still working on the 1 Peter Memory Moleskine, but I’m not on schedule. I’m not giving up, though.

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So that’s a quick round-up of what’s going on around here.

Happy fall y’all,
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the beach

Paul and I are enjoying a little getaway to celebrate our first anniversary. Yesterday and most of today was dreary with rain and clouds, but the weather began clearing up late this afternoon:

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We haven’t minded the non-beachy weather; we’ve done some outlet shopping, watched football (if Auburn doesn’t kill me one day, it’ll be a miracle), gone to a movie, taken naps, and enjoyed some really good meals. Tomorrow the forecast calls for sunshine, so I suppose I’ll spend the day trying to keep from frying my white skin.

Relaxed,
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random thoughts

~ No television series should go longer than 5 seasons. Inevitably, characters do things totally out of character, writers and producers indulge in silliness, and there are bizarre dream sequences and awkward musicals.

~ Since Paul gave me a FitBit for Christmas, I’ve begun thinking in steps and miles. Since I got it set up Christmas evening, I’ve walked more than a marathon in the course of my daily routine. I’m strangely motivated by this:

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~ I’ve been intentionally reading more this new year, and I’m truly enjoying it. I recently finished About A Boy. It was an easy, amusing, yet serious read. I had to smile when I got to these lines. If you’re a Dennis Prager fan, you’ll understand:

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~ I had to show my ID recently to purchase cold/sinus medicine. I guess they knew that you needed to be a certain age in order to handle the sharp implement necessary to open the little pill packs. (And, hey, how is it not racist to require an ID to purchase medicine? That’s the argument for no ID for voting, isn’t it? Who are all the haters who want minorities to go without Mucinex?)

~ If our government is going to continue to be involved in the minutiae of our lives, I have another suggestion for a law: Ban radio commercials that have sirens in them. It drives me crazy to have to check my mirrors and wonder if an ambulance or fire truck is in my path.

~ Random thoughts, random photos:

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~ Our recent southwest Georgia weather reminds me of Belgium — wet, cold, and gray. I would love to see some sunshine.

~ I love, love, love the Anhaica bucket bag I received for Christmas. It’s perfect for toting my currentĀ knitting project.

Happy Thursday, y’all!
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