Washed Up. Not by a long shot. Thank goodness I don't have a dog to wash up, as it would be another thing to add to the long list of things I need to keep up on. Even as a youngster living on the farm we didn't have the task of washing the dog. We simply had him tag along when we went to jump in the pond down in the pasture, or the creek running through our property. But with all the other jobs we had to do as kids it helped us build a strong …
Perfect Timing
Too Early. It's been challenging to get back into my groove over the past few years. I've missed posting here the last two months. Part of it has been because I just acquired a new granddaughter. She came too early. Way too early. It's been a struggle for her to make all the gains she would have made in the womb. But she's doing great now and it will soon be time for her to leave the NICU and go home. In her growing time while in the NICU I …
Dancing
Delicate steps. The Holidays were difficult. We're still dancing around the protocols for living through a pandemic. There's living, and there's thriving. It is hard to thrive when the dance requires delicate steps so as not to impose on another dancer's space. But if the ensemble is to have an air of gracefulness, great care must be given when individual dancers weave between and amongst each other. It is a delicate balance …