Monday, January 21, 2019

Small Stone - Payment in Hugs

Do you remember when work was play?
When accomplishing the task made you feel proud...
When payment was hot chocolate (with sprinkles)...
When a thank you was reward enough...



I know a little guy who likes to shovel and will work for hot chocolate and a hug.

Sunday, January 20, 2019

Small Stone - Tracks Haiku (5-7-5)



rabbit tracks in snow
etched by sunlight and shadow 
leading me homeward

Saturday, January 19, 2019

Small Stone - Broken Tooth

Just after I woke this morning, I broke an upper back tooth while eating a piece of toast. It's a holiday weekend here. When I called my dentist's office, his message machine came on, saying the office was closed until Tuesday. As an aside, the message said he and his wife were having a baby this weekend. Panic notched higher as I felt the sharp edges of the remaining enamel and the jagged break receding into my gum. Calling several other dentists in our county, all were closed. One mentioned that the Rocky Mountain Dental Association was meeting this weekend in Summit County. All those dentists nearby, and nobody to help! Finally, I called my dentist's cellphone, a call I dreaded making because I didn't want to disturb his family (was he at the moment helping his wife in the birthing chamber?)... He answered on the third ring and immediately, hearing his quiet, friendly voice, I felt calmer. "Are you in pain?" he asked. Actually, I wasn't, though the large chunk of broken tooth would indicate I should be. We decided I could wait until Tuesday unless I start having pain. I wished him and his wife a safe and happy birth (happening tomorrow). Now, I'm trying to keep my tongue away from that gaping hole. I'm dreading the dental work I'm sure to need. I'm thankful for a minimum of discomfort. I'm smiling thinking of my dentist's new baby.

Friday, January 18, 2019

Small Stone - Kitchen Sink Soup

Today, I made "Kitchen Sink Soup."
Some call it "Stone Soup."
I pulled veggies from the fridge and began chopping.
I threw everything into my heavy French pot.
I make a variation of this soup when I need to use up vegetables.
It's different every time, but I always use a bit of Miso (suggested by a Japanese friend). 
Lots of herbs went into the simmering broth. 

Snow swirled outside as wind howled.
Steam from the soup pot warmed my face.
The smell of the soup drew Bob from his office.


We just had a taste - yummy.
I'd ladle you a big bowl if only you were here with me.

Thursday, January 17, 2019

Wednesday, January 16, 2019

Tuesday, January 15, 2019

Small Stone - Don't Break/Don't Spill

We visited friends last evening. Their lovely home is filled with collectibles - original art, photography, sculpture, Oriental and Native rugs plus mid-19th Century modern furniture. I sat carefully on a leather ottoman and reminded myself not to make any sudden moves. Most importantly, I concentrated on not spilling my wine. I noticed that they served only champagne and white. Probably didn't want to tempt fate with a red.


Monday, January 14, 2019

Small Stone - Blue Shadows

winter light casts blue shadows onto the snow
we ski toward the sun


Sunday, January 13, 2019

Saturday, January 12, 2019

Small Stone - Winter Woods


Winter Woods

gliding through the purity of white
relaxing into silence
alone with myself

Friday, January 11, 2019

Small Stone - Restless

toss and turn
restless night
white noise of snow plow
scraping through my dreams


Thursday, January 10, 2019

Small Stone - Winter Walk

It’s both College Week and Ullr Festival in town. That combination means lots of young people partying. Luckily, just out my door wilderness beckons. I often walk on a snow-covered dirt road near my house. I use Yaktrax on my trail shoes to prevent slipping on snow and ice. I stay alert for moose, but today I met only small wild things. After walking 5 miles, I'm back home having a treat in front of the fire.



air pure and crisp
snow crunching with each footfall
squirrels scolding me for intruding
sun warming my shoulders
gray jay calling my name
trees whispering secrets
a winter walk

Wednesday, January 9, 2019

Small Stone - Missed Connections

we crave electronic connection
the call, the text, the alert

while life's fleeting delights
jeweled sunlight on snow, shy smiles, frisky dogs, wide eyed children, lovingkindness
(actual connections to humanity and nature)

are forever lost in the moment

a brief connection with a tiny bird

I'm trying to be more mindful in 2019 of the connections that uplift and help me grow.

Tuesday, January 8, 2019

Small Stone - My Beating Heart

Each year on January 8, I celebrate.
Nine years ago, when I was 65, I tore an artery near my heart.
I subsequently had a heart attack from the clot that formed.
I went from strong to weak.
Confident to scared.
Well to vulnerable.

Part of my fear was that the tear and attack were so random.
I was healthy, ate well, and exercised.
A heart attack wasn't even on my radar.

I was spared and regained my healthy life, though it took awhile.
We all have an expiration date.
As I age, I'm certainly getting closer to mine.
I'm thankful for the nine extra years I've enjoyed.



between heart beats

silence

until it beats again

Monday, January 7, 2019

Small Stone - Finding His Way



at six he finds maps fascinating
he likes to know 
where he is, 
where he's been, 
where he's going
he carries a paper map of the ski area in a pocket
carefully folding and unfolding
he points to lifts and trails he's taken
naming his routes
safe in the knowledge of his small world

Sunday, January 6, 2019

Saturday, January 5, 2019

Small Stone - Begin Again


when the thread of night weaves into the fabric of day
give thanks for a new beginning

Friday, January 4, 2019

Small Stones - Sing Me a Song


listen carefully for the meaning behind the lyrics
between notes sadness and yearning dwell
I hear and I understand

Thursday, January 3, 2019

Small Stone - Not What You'd Expect



a murder in the neighborhood
quiet broken by cacophony
perpetrators linger
as I walk calmly by

Wednesday, January 2, 2019

Small Stone - Selective Listening




several years ago, I told my cardiologist that I was distracted
by the sound of my heart beating in my ears

his advise:

don't listen

(sometimes the most obvious solutions elude me)

The photo was taken at dusk on a cliff overlooking the ocean in Del Mar, CA. 
I used my Olympus OMD-EM1 and edited in Snapseed.
I listened to the beat of the ocean as I took the photo.

Tuesday, January 1, 2019

Small Stone - A New Year's Promise

I started this blog in 2011 to participate in an international Small Stone writing challenge. A Small Stone is a brief, mindful observation that may take the form of poetry or journaling. Some of the blog friends I made through the years of writing Stones still use the practice to encourage daily introspection and creativity. And so for the month of January, I begin writing stones to welcome 2019. As is my practice, I often use a photo along with the stone.

A New Year's Promise



morning chill, pewter light, trail leading to the promise of a new year