a message for you.
please excuse my dust as this blog site is still under construction.
stillness. please.
(posted on Sunday, March 29 by eii wyy nae.)
I have no idea what this is,
but I think it is an Easter egg bush.
I found it while photographing azaleas this past weekend, which I just cannot do. I try - I really do - but they just look like azaleas, and for some reason, through the camera is just not the same as being in their midst, blossoms surrounding you, and I just can't get there.
The images just look oh-so-boring. But the bush pictured above made me so happy, just teeming with these teeny candy eggs/grapes/berries dangling on those red, red limbs.
I needed a little cheer - it's been one of those weeks for a couple of weeks now.
Genna is still without a vehicle, listening to excuses from the dealership who will not replace a warranted part, still walking to work - okay until today, when storms are hovering overhead, and the only rental car she could find was a truck at 70 something dollars per day, and Genna had to call her mommy and borrow her car.
Hannah is still without paper - I apologize to those of you who read my rant yesterday, but, truly, I was so frustrated; I removed the post later - it's not the kind of thing I want hanging around my blog - and the paper company will not even return a call or email; Hannah has called and called and emailed and emailed, and despite the fact that they took her money 3 weeks ago, despite the fact that the order has never been shipped, despite the fact that they are usually a wonderful company, they just will not respond to her, and Hannah is low on paper, working on this upcoming art show, and have gone from nice to not-so.
And while I was typing that sentence, ABC's Good Morning America on in the background, their weather guy actually mentioned Jammie’s town as a likely place for a tornado today - anywhere from here to Little Rock. I will not let this upset Jammie, but they have to move their Jeep today, have to get it onto a car carrier using a "come-along".
I just love that term - but please, I am thinking, let it not be raining, let the wind be still.
That's what I want in my Easter basket.
Stillness. Quiet.
A car that starts.
A heart that stays calm.
Beautiful eggs.
And my paper.
Signed with love,
the diary keeper, ‘my charliegirl.
Labels: ABC’s Good Morning America, art show., easter egg bush, from-nice-not-so, little rock, teeming
