After the beautiful moon display last night we had an equally beautiful sunrise the next morning. Higher level, cold clouds in the atmosphere equals really good odds for some great shots at sunrise.
I was hoping for a peaceful weekend this weekend but evidently it’s not in the cards. There is always next weekend right? I brought work home in hopes I’d have some quiet time to at least sort thru the 2 months of paperwork and get it some what organized so I would start my Monday on a great note. Unless the stars align this afternoon I don’t think that is going to happen.
It is finally raining this morning. When I got up at 5 we had 4/10 of an inch so far, last check about an hour ago we were up to 1.25 inches and it’s still raining. We need it, they officially designated us in a severe drought as of last week. They said it’s suppose to clear up around noon and we are possibly going to get more tonight. Might not make for great outdoor weather on a Sunday but we need the rain more than we need a great weather day.
I have a re-occurring fantasy and the older I get the stronger the urge to put something together gets. It involves a bed & breakfast for the weekend, a large porch on said bed & breakfast, and the handful of women that I’ve met in my life who have touched me in a very profound way. I have the women all picked out, they are ones whom I call friends, who are stronger than they realize, honest to a fault, don’t really care about external thoughts and opinions as they are quite capable of trusting their own, who have had to pick themselves up off the floor time and time again and shined even brighter each time they have and the biggest requirement would be the ability to find humor in almost anything they’ve gone thru. I have 5 in mind not counting myself and the fantasy would be to just spend the whole weekend with these women, talking, bonding, sharing life stories and laughing. The need to bond with like souls grows stronger the older I get.
These women to me represent a handful of individuals who have not been afraid to take chances, not been afraid to fail, and when they have failed find humor in the situation to carry them forward. People who really have lived what I consider an authentic life, without all the pretense and bullshit.
I’m getting older, priorities are shifting, life is changing, my perspective is changing as it should. I’ve struggled with growth, demons and acceptance within myself, now it’s time to sit back and just enjoy. I think that is the common thread all of these women and I share, we are all reaching the same place at about the same time and we know how to celebrate it.
I like when that happens.