Putting one piece with another, more proof that everything is all part of the same story.
Last summer a friend, an old neighbor, who I miss having across the street almost every day, dropped off this blue garden sphere. I love it. It shimmers in the moonlight and glows in the sunshine.
Generally, I'm the first one to point out all of the possible problems that might happen in a situation, making me seem gloom and doom-ish to some. (I like to think of it as being prepared.) But really, deep down, I do think that things generally can work out with enough thought and care.
K's new job was a financial adjustment. Absolutely manageable, but not the more carefree comfort that his corporate position had provided. (Have I said what his job is? Just in case- it's at a foodbank warehouse. Where truckloads of donations are sent, sorted, repacked, and then local foodbanks come to gather goods to take back to their communities. He coordinates volunteers, organizes, etc., and drives a forklift (I can't tell you how much he enjoyed learning to do this!)) Not long after he started working there, in an effort to reduce waste, they opened up an area stocked with expiring and excess goods for employees to take home. It's been great! Eggs, milk, organic produce, things that we've never tried (the red curry soup above for one). You never know what might be there... anything from ricotta to the occasional bunch of roses...
There have been so many unexpected gifts from this life shift.
The Christmas cactus has a bud of hope.
"She Chose Starlight"
