Last night I fell in love with my new home. If you have been following this blog you know how significant that statement is...for you know the struggles of spirit, soul, heart and mind I've had as I've adjusted from living in California to living in Northwestern Wisconsin.
Yesterday had been one of those beautiful late summer/early fall days with mild mid-day temps, the trees exhibiting their red and gold glory, and a cool and comfortable evening. As late afternoon progressed into evening I took my MacBook Pro out onto the deck along with my Bose bluetooth speakers. I watched a movie as the evening shadows lengthened and then disappeared...surrounded by towering oaks and maples in full color.
The MacBook Pro delivered the movie...a movie based upon a true story about an early 20th century explorer looking for a lost city in Bolivia. The Bose bluetooth speakers delivered wonderful sound. I had a couple of citronella candles lit...not because it was a buggy evening...but because the light from the candles provided wellcome light.
As I sat there watching the movie on my deck surrounded by nature's splendor...I knew that I had arrived home. This "attitude of gratitude" filled my soul. I realized how blessed I am to have this "wee cottage in the woods", "homestead", "wee little house in the woods" or..."home."
This morning as I was sipping my coffee and observing my memories of a lifetime filled with love, laughter, friends and family...one dear friend came to mind. He was so hurt when I moved to California and his comment to me when he finally was ready to talk again was that the reason he was hurt was that his friendship was not enough to keep me in Minnesota/Wisconsin. He is no longer with us on this plane we call "life" yet he and his memory are alive in so many of our hearts and minds. His name was and is Aunti Vi (aka Dan Vogt). He was and will always be one of those friends of a lifetime...one of those people you always miss for they are and were such an integral part of who we are.
Anyhow...as I was sitting here sipping coffee I could see Aunti Vi as well as hear him dancing and clapping his hands together to the sound of Donna Summer's "Once Upon a Time." I think he knew I had finally arrived home and was happy.
E'nuff!
Yesterday had been one of those beautiful late summer/early fall days with mild mid-day temps, the trees exhibiting their red and gold glory, and a cool and comfortable evening. As late afternoon progressed into evening I took my MacBook Pro out onto the deck along with my Bose bluetooth speakers. I watched a movie as the evening shadows lengthened and then disappeared...surrounded by towering oaks and maples in full color.
The MacBook Pro delivered the movie...a movie based upon a true story about an early 20th century explorer looking for a lost city in Bolivia. The Bose bluetooth speakers delivered wonderful sound. I had a couple of citronella candles lit...not because it was a buggy evening...but because the light from the candles provided wellcome light.
As I sat there watching the movie on my deck surrounded by nature's splendor...I knew that I had arrived home. This "attitude of gratitude" filled my soul. I realized how blessed I am to have this "wee cottage in the woods", "homestead", "wee little house in the woods" or..."home."
This morning as I was sipping my coffee and observing my memories of a lifetime filled with love, laughter, friends and family...one dear friend came to mind. He was so hurt when I moved to California and his comment to me when he finally was ready to talk again was that the reason he was hurt was that his friendship was not enough to keep me in Minnesota/Wisconsin. He is no longer with us on this plane we call "life" yet he and his memory are alive in so many of our hearts and minds. His name was and is Aunti Vi (aka Dan Vogt). He was and will always be one of those friends of a lifetime...one of those people you always miss for they are and were such an integral part of who we are.
Anyhow...as I was sitting here sipping coffee I could see Aunti Vi as well as hear him dancing and clapping his hands together to the sound of Donna Summer's "Once Upon a Time." I think he knew I had finally arrived home and was happy.
E'nuff!
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