The Simple Woman’s Daybook – October

Perhaps all the dragons of our lives are princesses who are only waiting to see us once beautiful and brave. ~ Rainer Maria Rilke

I have been away from the Simple Woman’s Daybook but needed a return engagement… 

Outside my window…it is dark, raining, and even a bit chilly…autumn is here.

I am thinking...very naughty things (exasperated sigh)

I am thankful for...people who continue to surprise me for the better

I am learning... to trust more, expect less, and yet to continue loving unconditionally

From the kitchen...big mug of tomato soup and a homemade english muffin from bigfoot bread

I am wearing... the floppiest comfiest mismatched outfit…legs are tucked under me as i wear a long flowing cotton peasant skirt, bare skin under a green v-neck tee, and just now, a hoodie stripey pulled over.  and bare feet, of course.

I am creating....pickled serrano peppers, green and red mixed together to give away to friends

I am going… to take my hair down from the wet mop i tied back after gardening in the rain earlier 

I am reading... The Particular Sadness of Lemon Cake by Aimee Bender, thus far am madly in love with it.

I am hoping...for my life, my present, my future, my peace.

I am hearing…entertainment television babbling in the background…white noise as i type…

Around the house... I am happy that my new tenant is almost unseen…I’ve only said hi to him twice and otherwise he’s gone by the time I get up and gets home after I’m in bed.  suh-weet!

One of my favorite things…walking around the city…i would be terribly unhappy if i had to live and/or work in the suburbs…

A few plans for the rest of the week: checking out a fabric store to see if i can learn to quilt these quilt-tops of my great-grams (completely intimidated by needle n thread).  contemplating whether to go out on a date with a fella who asked me out this week (probably not the kind of person i can see myself with, but sometimes a girl just wants to feel like, well, a girl, and to feel wanted).  and thursday night i’m gonna dance, as i always do, and release everything that’s bothering me from my system…

Photo inspiration: my dad always taught me to stop and smell the roses…i grow them in tribute to him…this photo was taken by him at the international rose test gardens at about age nine or ten .


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