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Hearing 40


Reflections are not what they use to be. Mirrors are not utilized much now; the image looking back at me is sometimes unrecognizable and hauntingly older than my mind says I am.  Have you ever had that moment? When you glance at yourself and then glance again – because at first, you didn’t recognize yourself.

Life can be a lot like that as well. Most people have an idea of what they want their lives to look like by certain ages: 30, 40, 50, 60.  It’s true that we do not always meet the goals and lofty ideas that we set for ourselves. But it’s also true that some of the most random things that occur (completely unplanned) can be the most beautiful.

Personally, as I age, I appreciate many of the same things the younger version of myself did. To sit outside and just listen has never left my heart. No matter where I am, I can do it free of charge and it bothers no-one.  Why? Because I love what I hear. I hear God’s creation, his peace, and when I’m lucky…his still small voice.  Try it. Go sit outside. Sit in the grass of your yard. Sit on your porch or patio. Sit on a sidewalk. Just be. After a long pause ask yourself, what do you hear?

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I’m in my back yard in the Tennessee Valley. I hear at least 15 different types of birds singing back and forth with each other. Each one a sweet song and in a different pitch. The wind is blowing and the blades of grass are rubbing against each other. Footsteps are behind me as a brave squirrel is going up and down the Elder tree.  In the distance there is a faint sound of laughter and delightful squealing as the neighborhood children chase each other.  Often a loud car may zoom by in the distance. (They really need a new muffler.) I can hear water flowing through the ditch gently and occasionally I can hear small frogs jumping in and out of the water. There are tree branches scraping in the wind and there’s a whistle in my ear as the chilly breeze picks up. It’s spring in East TN and it sounds peaceful. Longer I sit, I would hear more.

Age has taught my eyes to see things in a different way than the younger me ever could. I see so much beauty now all around me and it’s also easier to see through people. One thing I saw wrong was my life at 40.  But, that’s a post for another day.

Be well. Know you are loved.

 

Chrissy

 

 

Bored to Crafty


I apologize that I haven’t published in almost a week. I actually have written an article or two, but could not bring myself to publish them. It’s not the right time for those just yet.

Here is a small project that requires little to no skill that I’ve wanted to share with you though. Through the embarrassment, I’ll detail what worked and what didn’t if you want to try this little DIY craft also.

I like to up-cycle and re-purpose things that still have life in them rather than to just throw them away to be recycled. It saves money sometimes and always gives me something creative to do when I’m bored 🙂 For this craft, I decided to use some of the many old coffee cans we had saved to make flower pots. Coffee cans of today are made of plastic unlike their ancestors – the forever recyclable aluminum ones.  So, here’s what I did:

Step 1

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A hammer & nail

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empty coffee container

Gather supplies I thought I needed

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a pole

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Spray paint

I’ll be honest with you…I didn’t exactly think this all the way through before I started! I thought it a good idea to use the pole so I could spray paint the containers without having them on the ground to get grass stuck in the new paint on them.

Step 2

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After spraying one container I realized that the paint would splatter everything around the container too. So my next step was to wrap the pole in some paper to keep the paint off the pole. This should have been added during the prep step – oops 😦

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Step 3

I removed the container from the pole and sat it aside to allow it to dry. After spraying about 6 or 7 containers, I thought I could start adding my soil and planting. I realized that none of the containers had any seepage holes for water drainage 😦  Like I said…I did not think this through.  Truth be told in hindsight – putting holes in the containers should have been step 1, before any painting. Did I mention I was sleep deprived when I did this?

Anyway, to add drainage, I used a hammer and a nail. I gently hammered the sharp nail through the bottom of the container in 4 sections.

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Needless to say, I changed the order of my DIY mess after realizing that I was knocking paint off with every strike of hammer to nail. Did I mention crafts on little sleep is not advisable?

Step 4

Revise all Steps and plans!

While making holes in the containers, I realized I had forgotten yet another step! In my preparation, I should have worn gloves!!!! Much to my surprise – when using spray paint, it colored my finger nails 😦 Part of my initial supply list should have been a pair of gloves!wpid-IMAG0961.jpg

Step 5

Plant in containers
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Step 6

Realize that I should have painted the inside rim of each container!

Step 7

Stop doing DIY crafty projects when I’m bored silly and sleep deprived!

Step 8

Learn from all mistakes and do it right next time – if there ever is a next time 🙂

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