enjoying:: the weather here has been so pleasant. The temperatures spring-like and gentle. Blue sky and sunshine, too. I've taken advantage of it and ran four mornings this week. Ended up tying my jacket around my waist this morning. Even rolling down the car window yesterday on my way to pick up Isaac from school. Preparing for more snow and cold on the horizon, but I do feel a change is in the air.
noticing:: along those lines, the trees are beginning to bud. I always like to cut a few branches to display inside. Forcing the blooms and observing the slow bursting to flower.
cooking:: I've got some broccoli-potato soup simmering on the stove for dinner tonight. (edited to add; dinner is long over.) Soup is almost always on the menu when I make bread.
watching:: we've been hooked on episodes of I'll Have What Phil's Having (we found the series on Netflix, but you can also watch it here through PBS.). These shows sure satisfy my travel-foodie interests. Delightfully entertaining, interesting, and educational. Keith and I really enjoyed a film we saw at the University International Cinema last night. (such a fun, free date-night.) A funny, yet poignant Indian film called Monsoon Wedding. We both loved this movie.
reading:: On my book stack this week and last: Teachings on Love (Thich Nhat Hanh), A Parchment of Leaves (Silas House). Happy to discover another gifted author focusing again on my interest in Appalacian culture. I recently finished another similar one; absolutely loving the characters in the novel of My Old True Love (Sheila Kay Adams), and lastly, Quiet: The Power of Introverts in a World That Can't Stop Talking. (Susan Cain) This book is so validating for me. It's helped me finally understand and confirm what I've lived and what I'm now seeing more and more in myself-- that I'm an introvert! This realization has brought up a lot of childhood memories of wanting and needing solitude. Contentedly shooting baskets for hours after school. Sitting alone in our crab apple tree while watching all the kids playing in the backyard. Creating little hidy-hole houses for myself in the lilac bushes. Wanting to escape when we attended family gatherings (and it hasn't changed!). Finding a dark room at my Senior class graduation party and secluding myself in a corner because I just couldn't relate and interact with the other kids. Not only did I crave quiet and solitude, I felt so different from my peers. (and I still do) I was always friendly (often seeking out the other loners to befriend.) and enjoyed laughter, fun, and socializing, but would much rather it be on a one-on-one level. And these qualities and habits continue with me today. I seek deep, meaningful conversation with very few who I feel a real connection to. My best and happiest parenting is on a one-on-one level with my kids. I often duck or go down another grocery store aisle when I see a neighbor or aquaintance just so I don't have to interact, even though I like these people very much. (bad Emily!) I crave and need the solitude I receive with my running, my reading, my photography, my art. I think, care, see, and feel deeply-- too deeply-- sometimes. It's often hard to feel understood. It's often hard to feel so different from everyone else. But I'm slowly understanding and accepting myself for who I am. And this book has been a great confirmation and comfort in my understanding of myself and others.
drawing:: So excited to start a new term at Sketchbook Skool. Here's homework #2 for Danny's Seeing klass. So happy to head outside this afternoon, sit in the sunshine, (no jacket!) and draw Eliza's old bike. The first purple and pink drawing is the original one from my sketchbook, but I'm really liking the second photo better. Way more interesting and so cool (loving the white pen line against the greens) the way it turned out by playing around with inverting the color in my photo editing. It will be fun to try a real drawing using this technique with the white pen.
pondering:: Early this morning before my run, Eliza asked if I could drive her to some of my favorite photo haunts. She's taking a photography class this semester and needed some landscape views to shoot. While I was sitting in the car, I noticed a friend walking down the road toward me. I ran a marathon with this man five years ago. He's fit, he's trim, he's in shape, he's ran countless marathons (I think around twenty or more), and is still in his 50s.. Well, as we caught up today, he told me that after a recent shoulder surgery, he was dismayed to find out that an artery in his heart was blocked; resulting in more surgery and a pacemaker implant. I would never have dreamed this would ever happen to him. Scary and I'm still thinking about that.
outing:: heading now to take some soup and bread to my folks.
Happy Weekend to you, and as always, thanks for stopping by.
Hi, I'm Emily!
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