Exercising Imagination

During a short walk for exercise near my home, I came upon this sight of tiny flowers. How small they are, I thought. Then my imagination zoomed in to see them from the viewpoint of an even smaller creature of Nature, an insect. How large they are, I thought. Now my imagination lifted me to the perspective of a space traveller. Gone were the flowers. Gone was the planet Earth and the Solar System. I wonder what’s over there, I thought as I passed by while exercising my healthy imagination.

(April 29, 2020- Shelley Wilson)

Coffee and Clutter

I’ve been a minimalist at times throughout my life by choice and circumstance but I now find having a wee bit of clutter more comfortable and interesting. The aged embroidery was done by my English born Grandmother, Dorothy Thicke, in 1949 and I always felt it was to welcome me, born in 1950. The chair, dog, and blazing log were actually part of my childhood as well. My daughter, Alissa, gifted me with these flowers and plants. My son, Aaron, gifted me with this yarn. I gifted myself these candleholders to add ambience to the evenings. So as I sip my coffee, I am filled with a deep feeling of gratitude for this bit of clutter in my life.