Time for Me to Fly

Anguilla, 2013
Dune Preserve, Anguilla, 2013
Happy warm bird relaxing in the Bahamas, Ed Lyons photo

I am thinking about birds this morning. They migrate for two reasons….to escape cold weather and to find food. Both of these sound great to me. 🙂 They are born with an amazing God-given instinct to know where to fly, how to get there, how to protect themselves. They also do not have to worry about COVID19, or taking PCR tests to travel, or quarantining. 🙂

And as we await yet another winter storm of snow and ice here in Virginia, I am wishing to be a bird! 🙂 I think I would soar right down to Anguilla in the Caribbean, and stay until April.

Also, I am praying for any of you who might be out of power and heat right now. Praying for quick restoration of power and protection for all of you.

In the meantime, I will be doing a lot of imaginary time traveling over here. Feel free to join me.

Love, Lisa

Portmagee, Co. Kerry

I have had a lovely morning of remembering. A musician and teacher from Cahersiveen, Ireland contacted me about the story behind “The Sheep of Portmagee,” a song I wrote in 2012, and for permission to include the lyrics in a local collection of songs about the area.

This was a quirky song I wrote, giving human feelings and adventures to said sheep. I used the Irish traditional “Gilderoy” for the tune.

What a wonderful three weeks it was…..it is great to remember good things on a cold, rainy day. Love, Lisa

Reencaheragh
Local sheep
Pormagee

True Confessions of Pandemic Endeavors

Ok, I am a little late on the bandwagon, but the first months of the pandemic had me rather stunned. Like a small rabbit who is scared, I just sat, stayed very still, and waited for it to hopefully pass quickly.

The months passed, and by May, I did something I said I would never, ever do. I went and bought houseplants! Any houseplant that had ever had the misfortune of crossing our threshold before COVID19 met its untimely death shortly thereafter. But….I was overcome with the urge for green living things in our home, even if it would be just a temporary gladness. Miracle of miracles…..all seven of them are still alive at this writing. Even poor little Niamh, our African violet. (Yes, we named them all. 🙂 ) She is not looking too grand, but I have great faith that she will pull through…..just make it to the springtime!

We then passed into the “let’s try to cook from scratch” phase, which is another thing that I am the very worst at. Let’s just say….that phase has passed, sadly for my long-suffering husband. We are back to the “walking to the refrigerator/freezer stage, holding the doors open for far too long, whilst we pray for something amazing, different, and easy to present itself for dinner.”

I also decided about summer time 2020 that I needed to learn new things, to stimulate my languishing/stressed out brain. Enter Duolingo Russian. All was going well until I needed to type Cyrillic on my nonCyrillic keyboard, use much copy/pasting from a Russian typing site, and you guessed it….it’s over. I have now decided that Swedish might be the way to go, but I will keep you posted. haha

I keep toying with the idea of learning to sew on a real sewing machine. But I have no sewing machine, and seeing the above patterns of my language learning and cooking, I have no desire to see an expensive purchase sit around my house unused. Any of you sew out there? How hard is it to learn how to use the machine from a YouTube video? (I think I just answered my own question. lol)

Anyway…..just wanted to document this Pandemic journey a bit. To talk about what is the elephant in the room for all of us.

Thankfully, God has made us to be creative creatures, like He is. He will keep us going, day by day, until this time in our history has passed. Enjoy whatever is keeping you interested today.

Write below…..tell me what has been your best/worst pandemic endeavors and experiments.

Love, Lisa

Joy in the Midst

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This is one of very favorite pictures of my husband and me.

What you see:  Laughter, happiness, joy, beauty of the Slieve League cliffs in Donegal.

What you also see:  our new acquaintance’s thumb, which showed up in every single photo he took of us, until we were all beside ourselves with laughter.

What you don’t see:  a walking cane that took me from point A to point B, the pain of walking that it took to get to that photo taking spot, my husband’s stress from lovingly taking such good care to get me to this spot.

And this is why I love it.  In pain, in hard times, in difficulties, there can be great joy.  There can be great beauty.  Great strength.  Great determination.  Great hope.

And a Great God over it all.

I am glad to be back, sharing with you all.  God is doing a new thing in my heart, and renewing my spirit.  Let me hear from you!  I have missed you.  Love, Lisa