Monthly Archives: February 2025

Sunny Days will be around the Corner…I’m guessing..

But not today. Incoming dreariness! Dreary indeed. And incoming more FUNGI! But I find I see some interesting things on these dreary walkabouts. Unfortunately, it’s about the same things, so you’ve been warned. There were a lot more fungi I couldn’t get too, the rain had made some flooded spots, I definitely need rain boots!

I think this will be my last bit of redundancy! the redundant fungi, the redundant puddles, the cloudy skies..the wet death of winter. Because March will be here soon. Spring break! I plan to do a little camping and hopefully sunny days will be around the corner…I’m only guessing…the whole world is in a state of dreariness, it’s hard to believe in anything…

I’m not completely satisfied with my walkabout haul today. I was more distracted than anything, and I was trying to embrace the last bit of the winter into my lungs, looking more at the sky, but also searching inward that I couldn’t capture through the lens. Maybe just a state of ease, letting the air fill my lungs with hope, anticipation for the next weeks to come.

Raining in my Coffee Cup? not a problem

Happy little coffee

Although the rain has subsided this morning, it’s the perfect time of morning where it’s still damp, cloudy and….you guessed it PUDDLES. Puddles in my coffee? Not a problem.

Oh wait, I hear the rain coming back.

It’s just time for me to get out and take some photos. I do have some errands to run today so I better get to it!

I need some rain boots.

Change Taking Place

After Valentine’s Day and the success of the paper hearts, I’ve not figured out my next grand mush gesture. Perhaps, flowers? Perhaps more weirdo birdos…I’m leaning on ostriches. I just feel like a total awkward ostrich. Ugh. Minus the height. I wanted to embody the beautiful and graceful crane, but I am not there yet. Changes are taking place, even as I write, the buds are starting to emerge. Luckily I have photos to prove the emergence of spring in all it’s colorful glory! As well as more fungi or course. Spring is on its way. Something tells me it’s going to be about the same. I don’t know. It’s hard to be hopeful for anything right now. And if there’s anything we can count on, it’s the seasons that come and go. The rise and fall of the setting sun. The constants in our life. I grasp onto that, and simultaneously grow and emerge along with nature. That’s a beautiful thought at least. Because I know I’ll still stay the same no matter what. Stay in my comfortable bubble. Change take place, within me. Let this weirdo birdo fly!

I just couldn’t resist a puddle, but I had to show you the green in the puddles, if you see!

Articulated Mess

I wish I had a voice as beautiful as the birds, just to be that confident. They sing as loudly as possible, communicate as loudly and as articulately to their loves. Why is it so hard for me? And why do I look like a

CREEP…a CREEPY weirdo!!!! UGH. I’m living in mortification at something that I did because, let’s face it. I don’t know how to talk to people. At this age, it’s almost like I’m disabled in a way. A social misfit! A tangled up big ol’ articulated mess. I promise I am smart, an intelligent being of some kind…so what’s wrong with me?

People.

I’m more of an ostrich than a beautiful song bird, awkward and uncomfortable in every way possible. And there’s a slight chance I could charge after you, I am a bit intimidating…

And this is the same person who decided to make a bunch of origami hearts for everyone. I don’t think it’s possible to be that confident and that scared at the same time! If you’re wondering how the hearts went, it went really well. But this morning I came into work and they were gone. So someone decided that they were unnecessary. Oh well, that’s why I made two baskets!!! Onto the second basket….

Fungus Funday Sunday

Fungus

Fungus Fun Sunday, if you’d like to rename Superbowl Sunday that…I don’t know if it’ll take off, but we’ll see the way the world is right now, anything could happen!

Fungus was what caught my eye today on my camera Sunday stroll. This time I went out in the morning instead of evening, which I’m glad I did. I saw more song birds, not many birds of prey. And more Fungus I missed last time.

It definitely was a good day for fungus, birds too, and yeah the puddles…always the puddles. They were brighter I see.

Here’s to Paper Hearts

Tomorrow I’m releasing my origami hearts out into the wild, I guess. A little early but, I am ready to get rid of them.  I did do a trial run of them at the library and I have no idea how that faired. Probably a bit whimsy, which is the ultimate goal.

A life without whimsy is a dimsy life. I made up a word!

A part of me is anxious for some reason. It’s not at all weird a 40 something year old is making paper crafts and writing weird messages and doodles in them, no it’s not…shakes head, yes it is. It’s like my inner child is unleashed. But it’s not at all any different from my cards. The cards though I get to choose who gets them. This I cannot say, or if my boss will take them away and say you can’t leave these here.

Still wanting to hide
Paper Hearts are ready to go!

I also feel that maybe someone out there, and I mean a lot of people out there right now need some light in their life. This world is dragging everyone down. And if I can spread some light to just a small part of the community then I feel like I have a sense of purpose. Valentine’s Day can suck for those without anyone, and even though I’m comfortable being alone now, some others may not be. Then there are kids who don’t have loving parents, or friends, maybe a paper heart will cheer them up. Maybe a widow or widower who is alone finds a paper heart and it makes them smile. So I’m going to do it. I may feel uncomfortable but I’m so tired of being in my comfort zone, my bubble. I’ve let so many opportunities and people pass me by because of it.

Paper Hearts do your thang! Hahaha

Hungry Heart

This one has to be my favorite of the Origami Surprise Hearts.

And if you know the song even better and you are probably in my age bracket, hahaha…

I have made two baskets full and I hope they don’t creep people out, but in a way I guess I do want them to have an experience…of joy! But it’s mostly probably going to be uncomfortableness. Because I did make other song lyric ones too.  I was just in the moment running out of ideas, but also conjuring up a February playlist and that song was playing in the background.

And 80’s music had some of the best, mushiest, cheesiest songs in any era of music! And I mean that in a good way! They made great love songs. Peter Gabriel’s In Your Eyes is just one of about a million love songs that were so good. That one isn’t cheesy as some of them. But name some cheesy love songs and it might end up on my February playlist.

My all time favorite is This Must be the Place (Naive Melody) by the Talking Heads it’s already on there.

It’s not all 80’s music, but just some of the best love songs I believe to be the best. Actually there are too many to even try to fit in a playlist. And it’s going to take me the entire month to get it all I think. 

  If you haven’t guessed I’m making a playlist for each month..then after the year is up listen back and hope memories of that year come back to me..because music tends to do that. I don’t necessarily know if themes will pop up but they probably will (like February all about love). And I have gone and butchered and changed at the very end so I don’t even know if it’s that great an idea. 

But once I’m done I’ll share it with you guys!

Here is January’s. I was going with just Inspiration, and Strong Women because that’s what I aspire to be,my intention anyway. It is kind of melancholy too but January was pretty melancholy.

January

February

And that is the start of February