"A joyful heart is good medicine, but a crushed spirit dries up the bones." ... Proverbs 17:22
Yet Tom is, this moment, on a plane zooming over to San Francisco for business. I've spent this week laundering and ironing clothes for said trip and transitioning my head, also, for when it'll be just me and the cats and--thank-goodness--Jesus around here.
Unfortunately it's snowing again and we're due for another week of mid 30's so there go my dreams of gardening while Tom's away.
But last Monday! Forty-four sunny degrees warmed my back and bounced off our yellow house while in my Prayer Garden I trimmed dead growth, gathered leaves and touched the soil reverently.
A preview of delights to come, but oh my--the natives 'round here grow more restless. While sipping my coffee at the cafe this dark morning a woman stepped through the blowing snow and told the cashier, "I just can't take this anymore. Seriously, I can't. We just got back from vacation yesterday and this was supposed to be over."
Amen, sister. 😉
Heh. No, I'll not complain, for Tom and I watched another wonderful Chernobyl documentary and, days later, it still shuts me up. Here's what I wrote about it at Facebook --
So Tom and I love documentaries about Chernobyl (we just do, ok?) and last night we watched the best one yet! It's called The Babushkas of Chernobyl and we saw it via Amazon Video. Wow, those women inspired us to appreciate all we have, to not be lazy and to, for heaven's sake, stop all our ridiculous complaining for, like, forever! Such a beautiful film because of their attitudes, their faith and the scenery, as well, was gorgeous except for the little matter of the radiation everywhere. Highly, highly recommended for everyone, especially for all who've felt old, helpless and also distracted by our Country's turmoil.
Oh, those ladies! The outside world treated them like disease-spreaders, so they sneaked back into their radioactive homes. And the wild thing? They've outlived many who remained in a safe area but who'd spent their years pining for the home and life they'd lost.
Even doctors admitted that the Chernobyl Ladies' gratitude and joy kept them healthy in the midst of decades of radioactive gardens, food, water, homes, clothing and all else.
These women thanked God for their freedom, their gardens (though poisoned), and this constant gratitude boosted their immune systems. Not even an obvious-killer could wipe out these 70 and 80 year old ladies.
Wow. An incredible lesson, especially for those of us complaining when Winter lies to us, saying he'll never let Springtime come again.
"A tranquil heart gives life to the flesh..." ... Proverbs 14:30
Aha! A friend of a friend today at Facebook said of her yet-another snowstorm: "Oh my gosh! Seems like you're stuck in Narnia."
Yes! Just this morning I was trying to figure out what this feels like and that's it. The Snow Queen's curse. heh.
Y'all know I read vintage kids' novels. Now, some stand out as extra special, like this one--
"A birthday party set up but never attended, a box of rare jewels and an old well are mysteries surrounding a New England farmhouse."
I read this slowly so to make it last.
Also, I so enjoy Emily Kimbrough's books, yet wasn't sure I'd be able to get into this one--
--- about her years employed (in the 1920's) by Chicago's Marshall Field Department Store, but oh my! For reasons I don't even understand, I found it fascinating. I kept setting it down then researching online the people, shops, books and so much more she mentioned.
Another winner by Emily, imo.
(Oh, and usually here I give Amazon.com links for books, but before I purchase any of my quirkier-sort-of-books I, the great penny-pincher, also compare prices at abebooks.com and Ebay.)