Hop, Hop, Hop

Once I saw a little bird
Go hop, hop, hop,
So I said: – little bird,
Will you stop, stop, stop?

Then I was going to the window
To say “How do you do?”
But he shook his little tail,
And away he flew!
(Nursery Rhyme)

I spent many a wonderful moment this morning watching a group of robins hopping about in our late winter yard. Their deep rich orange breasts moved up and down, as their tiny feet propelled them through the short yellowed winter grass.

One would hop a few feet, look about, and then his mate would follow shortly behind him. No flying at all from any of them, just hopping, looking, and hopefully, eating something.

It seemed a good sign to me, that indeed, spring is on its way.

“He rocks in the treetops all day long, hoppin’ and a-boppin’ and singing his song

All the little birds on Jaybird Street love to hear the robin go tweet-tweet-tweet

Rockin’ robin (tweet-tweet-tweet), rockin’ robin (tweet-tweedilly-tweet)

Go rockin’ robin ’cause we’re really gonna rock tonight.” – Jimmie Thomas

Hop on, little robins, hop on. 🙂 Love, Lisa

Limitless Imagination

Rendezvous Bay, Anguilla

“To shut your eyes is to travel.” – Emily Dickinson

“The question is not what you look at, but what you see.” – Henry David Thoreau

“Laughter is timeless, imagination has no age, and dreams are forever.” – Walt Disney

I am so thankful for my imagination. It provides endless entertainment, thoughts, and travel. Imagination is not bound by the body’s constraints, monetary concerns, or COVID19 restrictions.

Books can fuel the imagination, as do movies set in wonderful locales. Even looking outside my window and noticing what my local yard birds are doing, provide endless “scope for imagination.” (Anne of Green Gables 🙂 ) Listening to their tweeting on this wintery, icy morning gets me imagining the conversation and the plan they have to find food and warmth. Maybe they are plotting a trip to a Florida beach as I type this. 🙂

As the weekend comes, I will be traveling and adventuring. In my imagination for now, and hopefully in reality in the months to come.

Love, Lisa

Please feel free to comment below and share your imaginings, your dream travel locations, your favorite travel memories….anything. We can share them together.

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

Counting the Shades of Green

County Antrim
Near Portmagee, Co. Kerry
Springtime in Virginia

How many shades of green can you count?

This is officially the time of year for me when I yearn for greens, for yellows, for color. So I look at our photographs, and remind myself that, yes, spring is coming.

It’s almost here….hang on. Love, Lisa

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