Monday morning.
My morning motivation has yet to be discovered. The weekend flew by so quickly, it feels as though I didn’t even have a chance to welcome it.
I hope you all have a fabulous week!
Happy Easter!
He is not here; he has risen, just as he said. Matthew 28:16
It’s that time of year when the weather is warmer, the sun is out (for a little bit anyway) and I’m craving to do some heavy landscaping.
I spent most of my day clearing a section of side yard. Pulling weeds, digging a small trench, and moving rock.
I hate weeds. And I get great satisfaction popping their little roots right out of their soil rich environment.
As you can see, I have a lot of work to do with the East side. The partial path I created yesterday, I’m already not happy with it so today I will change it. I know, I know…..
Some people ask me, “Why don’t you hire a landscape person”?
Now why would I want to do that? Especially when I can get outside, enjoy the sun and get exercise. Its therapeutic. Hire someone….pffffft.
My husband laughed and shook his head as I carried rocks from one side of the yard to the other. Never satisfied. Already contemplating how I am going to pull up our slate patio and reset the whole thing for the 4th time…I think this is my father’s artistic contracting side that is showing in me. My husband thinks I’m crazy, but he admits it looks great.
I’ve been trying to create a secluded space for us and the plants are not growing fast enough. Some were not looking so well from the heavy snow we had this past winter and I feared they would die. But it appears they are coming back just fine.
I love my plants. Especially my Monkey Tail tree. He is my baby. Seriously, he is my baby. I tell him how beautiful he is. I bought him at a nursery years ago when he was only a few inches tall and now he is about 3 feet tall. He is a slow grower and when the heavy snow came, I was outside uncovering him so he wouldn’t freezer burn. He has a special, flower bed I built, just for him that gets full sun.
I love plants that look exotic. Not anything will grow here in the Pacific Northwest so I try to find the most different of plants that will tolerate the unpredictable, yet cooler climate.
Our East side yard gets part sun and I’m on the hunt for Black Mondo grass. I researched black plants and those that I have found can tolerate part sun to shade. So for now I am in preparation mode to create a space for my future black plants.
Happy landscaping!
Yesterday was my daughter’s birthday. She 23. She is my baby, she is highly talented, snarky, intelligent, and strong-willed and I must say, I wouldn’t have her any other way. We have raised her to be an independent, strong woman. And she loves chocolate.
Today is my son’s birthday. He is 25. And he reminds me, it’s a huge celebration because it’s 420….the celebration of smoking marijuana. I just roll my eyes. He is funny, a master-minded overthinker, and walks that 6 foot 4 inch bean pole frame of his like he has only seconds to get where he needs to be and I wouldn’t change a thing. He loves anything that contains sugar. Red Velvet, his favorite.
420. Right. I’d rather have a martini.
Why do we celebrate, what we call, “birthdays”? Shouldn’t it be, rather an anniversary of one’s birth?
I am reminded every birthday how I am not getting any younger. And I am reminded every birthday that I cannot eat cake.
But birthdays are a celebration of life. One more year on this earth.
One more year.
So in celebration of all the “4 -20” birthdays out there, happy anniversary of your birth.
So inhale your 420 smoke and eat your cake too.
❤ You deserve it. ❤
Happy Friday!
May your day run smooth and the sun shine through. It has been a long week….Take a walk, take a breath and may your day be full of lollipops!
❤
Wednesday. It always feels like the longest day and part of the week that takes forever.
It is the day where I feel the most tired. Isn’t that crazy? My alarm went off at 4 this morning and my first thought was, “Are you kidding me, right now!?!” I could have easily fell back asleep.
I am in need of another cup of coffee but waiting impatiently for another pot to brew. I’m waiting in bed. Upright, so I don’t doze off. The alarm to the coffee maker beeps to let me know the coffee is finished brewing and I walk over to the microwave and stare at it for a split second. What an idiot. This is an indication of how tired I am this morning.
I will wear all black today to mourn the death of my motivation.
Lately I cannot get enough beach. And waves. I know its because I am in need off peace because I feel or am for that matter, off-kilter.
I’ve been posting my beach photos and past beach travels on my Instagram feed too @northernhollywood43. It’s like having a miniscule vacation at my finger tips. Crazy, right? Not really.
You all know how desperate I am for summer. Im craving the warmth of the sun, something fierce. Usually it’s not this bad, but this year I’m positive it’s from the long cold winter and the 3 feet of snow we had for a couple weeks. Ick.
The sound of the waves, the smell of the air, the feel of the sand. Pure meditative state. I love this part of the earth.
I’m definitely ready to be outdoors, at the beach and soaking up the sun. Absorbing positivity, peace and warmth.
Have a wonderful Sunday! And remember to pray, love, live.
