The Dusty Old Lady In The Cupboard And Me

I noticed her for the first time again.

Sitting there quietly in her her dusty chair, in her equally dusty cupboard. Smiling serenely, with a bit of a distant look in her eye. Was it memories, wistfulness, hope, or faith my mom had managed to paint into her face so many years ago?

There we stayed, looking at each other through the fingerprinted glass, each understanding the other's circumstance.

She had been new and loved, sitting on my Mom's dresser, then came the time when she was seemingly forgotten and covered in dust. Then one day she came to live at my house, becoming new again, treasured daily and dusted weekly.  Then I started to babysit my youngest grand daughter and became busier than I thought I had been.

Please don't pity her for sitting in her shroud of dust, she is content.
Nor tisk-tisk me for letting her lapse into such a state, I am content.
Besides, I'll have plenty of time to dust...later. Right now I'm to busy, I have tea parties and dress ups, baby doll's to rock, races to run and cookies to bake while reading book's and trying to find time to get the laundry done.

We're quite a pair, that dusty old lady in the cupboard and me.

Wait a minute, wait a minute! Is that a smirk she's throwing my way?!

And just in case you were wondering? Yes, the angel in the kitchen is still covered in dust, it's not  'poop'!

(c)
Smile and remember;

We're fool's whether we dance or not. So we might as well dance.

Japanese Proverb

Look Up

The November sky's have been amazing!

Have you taken the time to look up lately?

I love looking up. It's another one of those weird things I like to do.

I haven't always been a look upper kind of gal.

Thinking back I don't remember when it happened that I stopped looking up all the time, it was such a gradual thing, but somehow I began spending more time looking at the ground right in front of me, so I wouldn't trip and fall or something equally mortifying.

A few years ago when I first started walking a few miles most every day, and looking up, it wasn't all that easy for me. I would drift all over the place, but I kept practicing and before long I regained the ability to walk, talk, breath, and look up. Sometimes I even throw in chewing gum.

Because what I saw there was so worth the effort it took to lift my chin, leave my fears of stumbling, apologize to anyone brave enough to walk with me for always running into them, and see the beauties God is constantly changing, on the off chance we look up, so we'll see him there.

I wonder, how can we not?!

"Autumn is the eternal corrective.

It is ripeness and color and a time of maturity;

 but it is also breadth, and depth, and distance.

What man can stand with autumn on a hilltop

and fail to see the span of his world

and the meaning of the rolling hills

that reach to the far horizon?"

                                                                                            - Hal Borland

Smile and remember;

We're fool's whether we dance or not. So we might as well dance.

Japanese Proverb