I really feel as if I have been neglecting my blog here lately. I have been taking it a bit 'slow' these past couple of weeks though and the time off has been very good for me, I believe. I have been doing a lot of reorganizing – both physically and mentally – and also working on some new things for after the holidays. I don't really want to show them though until next week, as it seems that everyone has their plates full these days with one thing or another. I think it is OK to take a rest.
This weekend was not quite what I expected it to be though. Sometime on Friday, I started feeling really achy. By the evening, I was positively hurting and it turned out to be an onset of "flu". Friday night was rough and I spent most of the day Saturday fitfully sleeping. It was not a fun time for me and it reminded me of the fragility of our bodies and how important being in good health is. It has truly been years since I was that sick, and all I could do was kind of lay there. I was amazed that my loyal cat Richard didn't leave my side for nearly two days. No matter how much I tossed and turned, he just patiently shifted over to accommodate me. Here is a picture of him a couple of years ago in my painting bag:
He is truly a loyal companion.
People go on about how cats are not loyal and dogs are. I have had both and I find that not to necessarily be true. Cats just seem to take a while longer to share their trust and are far more cautious. To me, it is a bit of an honor when a cat accepts you and trusts you, for they don't seem to give it as freely as dogs do. It is a quiet, gradual acceptance that is only built through time and patience.
What I like about Richard also is that his companionship has very little to do with food. Of my three, Richard is the one who eats the least. He eats out of necessity rather than pleasure. Even when I feed the other two, he keeps napping or lounging until an hour or so later when he is actually hungry. Then he approaches us.
Catnip is another story however. We keep the catnip in the drawer of the sideboard that the scroll saw sits on and every time we are working on the saw or looking for a blade (the blades are in the same drawer) he is Johnny on the spot, looking for a bit of nip. It is funny how each of them have such different personalities.
In any case, by Sunday I was again able to eat and the deep aches had subsided. I actually felt pretty good and puttered around most of the day yesterday catching up and doing some last minute gift organizing while listening to some holiday music in the background. I had the place to myself for most of the day, so I watched a "girl movie" (Little Women) which is one of my favorites. I love all the versions, but I suppose I like the 90's version the best.
In the evening, I did some painting for a new project I am working on. It felt good to paint again, but rather odd to be working on something past Christmas stuff when the holiday was so close upon us. Perhaps this year I really WILL be able to keep ahead a bit better. I promise myself to do so every year and I have yet to fully achieve that.
I wanted to show you all a beautiful ornament I received from my friend Linda. I met Linda through a painting group here on Facebook and I am always in awe of her wonderful talent.
It is a truly beautiful "painted lace" ball and I absolutely love it. My little tree is really bursting with lovely ornaments from my friends. I feel so fortunate!
I suppose that is all the news I have for today. I am sure once the holidays are past and I am back in full swing I will be posting some more interesting blogs. I always seem to mention how we need to take steps to back off our work and enjoy the days as they come. This may be the first time that I am truly doing so in many, many years.
It feels pretty good.
by Rudyard Kipling
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream – and not make dreams your master;
If you can think – and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!'
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings – nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And – which is more – you'll be a Man, my son!
Enjoy your Monday! :)
-- Designer/Artist/Teacher. Owner of Sheila Landry Designs (http://www.sheilalandrydesigns.com) Scroll saw, wood working and painting patterns and surfaces. "Knowledge is Power"