Linda Hoye's Blog, page 79
May 2, 2019
In The Park
The sun is shining and birds are singing. It’s early, but wise ones have already come to walk in this park. Some are in pairs, many more walk in solitude. They are taking good care of both their physical and mental selves. Me, I sit in my car. I’m waiting to pick Maya up from
May 1, 2019
The Beautiful Things
The house is silent. Gerry is out having coffee with his cronies. Maya, not quite herself after a dental procedure the day prior, snoozes on a blanket in the den. I carry a vase of grocery store flowers downstairs to my woman cave and set them on my writing desk in front of the north-facing
April 30, 2019
Tuesday, April 30, 2019 – Long Awakening
It seems like spring is late. That is, of course, not the case. Spring, and everything else, is unfolding as it should. My challenge is to let go, lean in, and live and love well. I’m not all that good at these things, but I keep trying We spend a few hours in the yard.
April 29, 2019
Monday, April 29, 2019 – Presences
There’s that beautiful pink morning sky again. It washes away the melancholy I wake with these days. I don’t understand much of anything, but I know that an ordinary extraordinary thing like that can work some things together that I need to have worked together. I sit transfixed for a time, then the brilliance starts
April 28, 2019
Sunday, April 28, 2019 – Winter-Spring
It’s late April and hills across the valley are dusted white as if with confectioners sugar. I spend the morning in the woman cave dabbling with this and that and not thinking about gardening at all. Odd for this time of year. By late afternoon the sun is shining, and the white is gone, but
April 27, 2019
Saturday, April 27, 2019 – My Favourite
Of the many images I captured when we were at the tulip festival earlier this week, this one is my favourite. It’s not loud and part of the crowd. The flower in this photograph is quiet, strong, and distinctive. The closed waxy petals are hope. Wisdom and wonder are hidden inside. It reminds me that silence and
April 26, 2019
Friday, April 26, 2019 – Home
April 25, 2019
Thursday, April 25, 2019 – No Schedule
It’s so sweet to have no fixed agenda, no time commitments, and the opportunity to spend time with my husband doing whatever whenever. Sometimes no schedule is the best schedule. Sometimes I forget that. Yesterday: hot springs, drifting, tulip festival, drifting, hot springs, and a special dinner. Today: some of the same and meandering our
April 24, 2019
Wednesday, April 24, 2019 – Twenty Years
Yesterday, we drove the same highway we took two decades ago enroute to our honeymoon destination in Victoria, BC. We were on the way to somewhere different this time, somewhere we think we might have been before—maybe even on our way home from our honeymoon—but we’re not certain. After two decades, our memories are soft
I wake in the middle of the night with melancholy; I rest in silent prayer for things too deep to write. Then morning, and a red and beautiful eastern sky, and I sit in my bed for a while watching it change and grow brighter as Gerry and Maya slumber. I decide to try to
