IT TAKES ONE A LONG TIME TO BECOME YOUNG

Simple things

I guess I'm supposed to write here periodically, yet, what do people write? Their day to day activities? BORING.......no, I haven't gotten my hair done, my fingernails have been chipped by dirt, due to my suddenly deciding to make my garden what it used to be, plush and bountiful. I've shoveled dirt, dragged bags of soil, ripped up ugly plants, planted new ones, sowed seeds of Sweet Peas, and Morning Glories, and made hanging baskets. My back has been killing me because of this, but my Mother would be happy.
Other than that, I've been going through drawers, boxes, and throwing crap away. Just minimalizing my environment. Less is more......simple is better. I find it calming and frees me from the trappings of life's material "must haves". I don't care anymore. Let the new generation build their empires. Mine was built, enjoyed, and now has no importance to me.
Enjoying TODAY, the present seems to be my focus now. So, my blog will always be boring - my words mean little to anyone, I have no humor today, only quiet meditation. The joy of solitude can never be emphasized more. To be alone, yet never lonely. That is the key.