I am thinking positive and looking to a busy time as soon as the weather clears. I have not worked a full week since December and don't think I have had a day in a couple of weeks. I have a lot of material to work with on my photographic end, so I am also thinking positive and hoping that some day - some day - to sell a photo or two to pay for the ink or paper or something...
I have a lot of "honey doo's" for my husband, but have given up on getting any of them done. Time to get out my tool belt and do it myself, I guess. I definitely have the time. And just think ... if I screw it up bad enough, he will have to fix it! Yeah, right... or I will have to put a shower curtain over the mess... that seems to be the standard of operation around here. Whoa! Enough of that... depression sets in quickly!
I am ready to head out to the flower places next. My sister wants to visit the Begonia Gardens in Santa Cruz. This is a place we went to as kids. My mom always loved going there and always bought some special hybrid begonia for her garden. She was an amazing gardener. I have always said she could plant a telephone pole and it would grow. I was never as good as she, although my sister has a killer yard and seems to have inherited a shade of green in her thumbs.
|Mom at the Begonia Gardens in Santa Cruz (circa 1960's)|
|Cole at the computer playing games after I cut his hair.|
We did not have much money when I was a kid. My folks always made do and I had a very happy childhood. I don't see it as too much different now.
|Sofia being silly with good ol' Mr. Potato Head|
Just instead of spending 37 cents a gallon, we have to pay through the nose and leave a blood donation at the pump.
Two day ago, it was dark, wet, pouring rain and cold. Today it is sunny and bright. The birds are chirping and we just got a call for work. One truck at least... maybe two. It's ok. I am going to spring clean my house and go have a cup of tea on my deck. These things don't happen when I am working every day. So you see, there is always something to do. It can be dark and dreary one day and bright and sunny the next. I don't give up hope and have to believe it will all work out ok.
|Too much time. The reflection of a cd on my ceiling when the|
sun finally broke through yesterday.