Ready – Open

It’s not unusual lately for me to wake up stiff and tired rather than relaxed and eager to take on new physical challenges.

When I step on the scales I ‘m as likely as not to discover that the cake or ice cream I’ve eaten the night before has gone directly to my hips, that I’ve got to let another notch out on my belt.

The news seldom gets much better when I read the morning paper to discover that an eight year old girl whose family was found bound and murdered has been found in the custody of a registered sex offender, but her brother is still missing and presumed dead. And that’s only slightly more depressing than reading that Bush continues to argue that our involvement in Iraq is the direct result of 9/11, further evidence that our leaders are convinced that the American people will accept any lie if it is repeated often enough and if members of the party are not allowed to deviate from the Party’s version of “reality.”

I suppose I could just get depressed and simply go back to bed. Since I’m retired there’s no reason why I shouldn’t. Sometimes I’m even tempted to give in to my outrage and spend the day writing blistering blog entries that will stand America on its head and bring back the Democratic Party to its former glory

Instead, I generally choose to look for something beautiful to make my day more bearable, if not enjoyable. Luckily, it’s not too hard to find, whether in my yard, the nearby park, or a neighbor’s yard. For instance, here are two pictures of a flower in our backyard, one I’d never seen until I moved here. They both seem quite beautiful in their own way to me, and since it’s hard to decide whether I like the bouquet before or after the flowers open, I’ve included both:

5 thoughts on “Ready – Open”

  1. You know, scrolling up and down to take in these pictures of the burst of bloom was like looking at fireworks! Thanks for the bit of beauty you added to my day.

  2. Lovely, lovely. Good to find someone else who knows when it’s time to detach and refocus. And I like it after it blossoms.

  3. hmmmnnn……… after some consideration I like it better before it blossoms. nice background you have too loren.

  4. Although you probably heard this a thousand times, but retired is only a state of mind. I am only but almost thirty (thought I write like this to sound more poetic than I am), but I am tired, too, of the tribulation of life. I think I (too) have to ignore the news of the sex offender, Bush’s alternate reality, and the terrorism acts, just so I can go to my monotonous job to not make a difference. However, I believe that per chance that each one of us will be able to make a difference – and I believe you are probably doing it everyday – even if it’s only one life a day.

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