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Gift

Early last week my love announced that he had a gift in mind for our anniversary that is coming up and I needed to pick it out. He didn’t put any price limit on it and refused to give input saying it was totally up to me.

Last week and today I sampled the wares of a local shop and narrowed down the choice to two. After dinner, on the way to pick up tomato plants, I managed to get him to stop in the shop and give his opinion. And he chose the one I was leaning towards, bless him.

I have a new bass guitar! A Peavey with a black pearly body, lovely wood neck and dual volume controls for the dual pick-ups. There’s probably more technical stuff to say about it, but that’s all I know. It has a shorter neck and is lighter than the one I’ve been using. The low E string resounds so wonderfully deep – there is a very nice tone to the whole thing.

It was a fun adventure picking it out – the high school-aged store clerk was pretty amazed at first that this gray-haired woman would be interested in buying a bass guitar. And then he really got into it, showing me all the different models, plugging them in so I could try them out. The shop owners thought it was cool that I spent that much time trying out the different models – they wished everyone would do that before buying an instrument. They also went into all sorts of technical information and trade jargon – I guess I looked like I knew what they were talking about!

Anyway, the new bass sounds good, plays easily, won’t cause my shoulder to ache and will look spiffy with my Sunday clothes when I play at church. All the important criteria have been met.

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Earth music

I felt the earth move under my feet………

Actually I felt the bed move under my hips. This morning early. Side to side. Earthquake coming from IL. And then again (I’m pretty sure) a little after 11am another tremor while I was in the office. The computer monitor moved around a bit and the addition itself seemed to sway a bit. I didn’t hear any truck noise at the time, so I I really think it was another earthquake. A bit strange and exciting. And not serious at all. Not sure how I would react if the epicenter was closer.

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It’s Spring!

The sun is out, the rain has stopped for a couple days, the flooding seems to be easing just a bit, the grass has a definite new green cast to it, the trees are showing some bud swelling, the crocuses and daffodils and tulips all have leaves above the ground, and the birds even sound cheerier – must be spring! Last night’s full moon was ever-so-bright, filling the sky with a wonderful glow, wiping out most of the stars and casting shadows all over the yard.

This month is flying by filled with fused journal covers, paper pockets, paper grinding, melted plastic, batting strips, joomchi trials, proposals, medical issues and bass practice. Some of it embryonic, some of it cocoonish, all of it good. I had been meaning to have a few more entries for March so far, but each evening I would sit down to the computer and just fade before I got around to blogging. Not sure if that is a sign of my being busy or my age – or maybe both.

I ‘m loving the longer daylight hours and warmer temps, although I’m not sure the winter weather was cold enough to kill many bugs off this year. Will have to see what emerges with the spring.

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Metaphors ramble

Irons in the fire. I’m guessing that figure of speech comes from blacksmithing – having more than one project in process, to keep working while another ‘iron’ heats back up to temp.

Juggling and keeping thing in the air are two other metaphors that come to mind. There is always one more thing coming at you that demands attention – and often before the first one is out of sight. Many times there are multiple objects being thrown your way for you to catch and incorporate.

It seems that what I do most is check the calendar. Making sure I’m not over scheduling things. Making sure I’m in town. Making sure there will be enough time, not to mention energy, between events to get it all done. Making sure nothing gets lost or dropped or forgotten. Heaven forbid that I decline anything!

Anyway, my calendar is filling with lots of different activities and commitments.

On this cold day in January, I’ll go with the irons in the fire metaphor – at least it is a warm one.

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Slipping into light

Another week come and gone – the year has just started and already it is slipping away.

Good fiber friend Moya’s mom is slipping away, too. The Alzheimer’s slide became very fast recently. Now, without food or water (which she refused and is now unable to take) for about a week or more, there are signs that the slide will end soon. A tough road for Moya who has little family support. But she has been a faithful and steadfast companion and guardian while the roles reversed and the mind got lost. She is determined to help shepherd her mom to the next place.

Moon shadows are in abundance tonight. Such a clear – and getting colder – night. One of the nurses at the Alois Center asked Moya’s mom if she saw the light yet. Tonight’s moon may be her guide home.