Waving Goodbye to one Dream…

This a.m., the man-child-unit and I hopped in the pick-em-over (truck) and headed out to Mama’s Bear’s – to clear out trash/old stuff –

Since our county had a free dump-off site for Spring Cleaning…

And Mama Bear will be moving from her home of the past nearly 50 years, this summer…

Made sense to take advantage of free dumpster space –

Had no problemo, whatsoever, with loading up the old, rotting, sagging mattresses that had been collecting dust and who-knows-what-else, for decades – as I can’t think of a single project I could use them for –

It was another matter to get rid of my multi-gallon wine jar with caps collection, painstakingly shared, recycled from friends for over 9 years –

See, I had hoped, one day, to make my own beer, mead, root beer, fermented beverages – and why on earth go buy new supplies when I can just save ’em along the way AND do something nice for the landfills?

Sigh – but, as happens when you have an old, spacious space – that you don’t enter every day, I had way more than I could ever fill in a lifetime or use at once, unless I went ‘industrial’ level, and I’m betting regulations wouldn’t let me re-use ’em – LOL

So I loaded up 14 boxes of nice, heavy wine bottles – (I did keep 3 boxes of the smaller bottles – going to make garden solar lights out of them…  🙂

But, silly as it seems –

It felt like saying goodbye to a dream –

Even though I have enough to still do small home batches AND to experiment with different recipes –

I’m not certain if the pang of knowing soon, the home of my childhood will no longer be a place I visit is being re-directed OR if I’m really, just an unredeemable pack-rat at heart –

I’m betting on the pack-rat status being the true one – –

🙂

 

Waiting to be noticed

Says it all – me thinks! 🙂

Sue Vincent's Daily Echo

nicks 051“…. and it happens every day,” he said as we stood on the moors watching the miracle of a sunrise. We had watched the sun set too the night before. Two moments of sheer beauty… There is no reason for sunrises and sunsets…. I am not speaking scientifically, though science only gives an explanation; no real reason why the creation of the world should hold such unnecessary beauty…. why the sky should be painted with fire and gold every day, or why mists should shroud the valleys in so much softness, or frost encase the world in crystalline loveliness.

dawn 034These things are natural processes with a scientific basis we can explain. But why so much beauty? Why is the world such a breathtakingly lovely place? Why do we get the miracle of a gilded sky or the softness of summer rain sparkling on the grass?

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