I'm sitting in my "grandpa's recliner" with a cup of hot chocolate next to me. Within reach are an iPad for trite activities, and the tools and supplies for crocheting. Yesterday we gave the year's collection of crocheted beanies to the Christmas box people who will give them out to families in a couple weeks. In exchange they gave me another bag of yarn, about 13 balls, nice stuff.
The sun is roaring through the sky today, a rarity in Oregon Decembers, while the rain awaits its turn to return in a couple days. Early morning texts from around the country indicated temperatures at zero in South Dakota, 23 near Flagstaff and a foot of snow in the lake area. Oregon's temperatures slipped to near freezing locally yesterday for the first time this fall but should remain well above freezing for the foreseeable future, a far cry from the December temperatures at our former homes in Alaska and North Dakota.
I did a short walk-around this morning as I knew that in a cool day with no scheduled events I would be using my recliner much of the day: writing, reading, designing and crocheting. I do this in part to celebrate that I can still do this and do it comfortably. I'm also excited to acknowledge that my childhood dream of becoming handsome may be coming to fruition. Well, at least at 81 years old my hair is still brown, not gray.
One of the joys of a walk-around is just simply enjoying the beauty of nature. Another joy is to foster ideas for blogging, or journaling. A joy of being 81 is that when I have those thoughts again, they will seem to be new, creative and never experienced before. So somewhere wherever this morning's idea for a blog is tucked in a corner waiting for me to discover again, meanwhile I'm going to grab the crochet hook and create a beanie. Or maybe a Christmas ornament.
[Sip of warm chocolate]
[Help Gail align and sew the back to the front of a small quilt]
[Sip of not very warm chocolate]
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