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I wasn’t going to write this morning.
Then I decided. What the frak. When I stop writing…that’s it. So here I am. I was just looking over some of the crap I have in edit. Sheesh. I can sure depress the hell out of my own self.
But that’s okay, too. It’s one of my ways of ‘getting it out’. I thank God that He has given me the ability to do so.
This morning is really nice…the sun is out and it is very comfortable outside. I can hear the birds singing as I write. Spring is on its way. I noticed the patches of clover scattered about on the ground. You know, the patches with the white flowers that grow in them…when I was a kid I used to pick those flowers, twist them together, and make chains out of them. I remember making necklaces, crowns, bracelets, all sorts of odd things. Once I made a necklace for my grandmother and brought it to her. I was so proud of it. She took one look at it and told me to throw it away…she thought it was garbage. I remember being crushed, and going back outside to make even more necklaces and crowns for myself. I’d stick those flowers all over my hair, too. Too bad she had such a sour attitude. Sometimes I feel sorry for her in that she never gave herself the opportunity to appreciate the really simple things in life…flowers in the clover…one of God’s gifts to us mere humans. Growing up around that I always told myself that I would find time to appreciate such things. Of course, life in the fast lane gets in the way sometimes and I forget to do so. Then I see or hear something which triggers a memory, and I step back for a moment, and remember why I am here, and what is really important.
We’re gearing up for a road trip up north. I am so looking forward to it. Ash is even more excited than I am. Brian, sweetie, I have visited your great state before, but unfortunately that is not where we are going. I appreciate your kind invitation, and believe it or not one of these days I will pop on over there to meet you and your lovely wife…after all…we are nearly ‘neighbors’
But this trip is taking us up to Ohio. Should be interesting.
I am looking forward to being on the open road again. It’s been a long time since I’ve done that…and this trip will give me plenty of time to remember why I don’t do road trips too often anymore…but it will be fun! I look forward to bopping around with my camera…looking for interesting shots. Now won’t I just look so touristy?! Hey. When you get a Cajun from the ’swampland’ to travel above I-10…even if it’s just to Carencro…ya got her to go ‘up north’! (For those not familiar with the area, Carencro is just above I10…a running joke down here in Bayou Country.)
Fortunately for me I did more than my share of traveling around states during my younger years. Although I’ve never been to Ohio, the traveling bit won’t be new to me. My truck is ready, my insides are shaping up, and my attitude has…already started the trip, I think!
Not my will, but Thy will be done.
All of my love,
Riccie
When I started blogging for real, I had so much to say that I had as much as three weeks worth of finished posts ready to go. I was writing one, sometimes two poems every day. After awhile, the gushing flow slowed and now I post and write whatever strikes my fancy.
But Riccie, if the need to write is there, I write. You should always write, even if as you say, it is only saved.
Have a great time on your road trip and I look forward to the day that we can meet.
Have a great weekend and be safe.
Hi Riccie. Thanks for your comments. I am honored by your words and touched by your offer. I would very much like to be friends.
Rose
xo