potpourri

It's Saturday morning, I'm stuck at home because we're conserving gasoline...my water pump has been down for two days, and so here I am, coffee in hand, reading the news (oh, so depressing), journals, thinking about writing a poem and planning out what to eat for the day.

FIRST - there is a lady out there named Paula, who writes of life on the ranch. She teaches me something new every time I read her. If you get a chance, drop by her place and get the latest on her pets. She has a great big heart. :-)

here's her link:  http://journals.aol.com/plieck30/Iwantedtobeacowgirl/

 It's my fourth week on the south beach diet. This gas crunch should speed things along, because Lord knows, if it continues, we'll be walking everywhere we go, but so far, progress has been very good. I think I overdid it with the yogurt and oatmeal the last couple of days, but at least it was healthy cheating. I've been thinking a lot lately about relationships and how if you don't nurture them, they fall by the wayside...maybe sometimes it's too late to pick them up and breathe life into them, not sure. but people change, their feelings change. I guess the trick is to know when to let them go. I think I'm learning. Lessons like that aren't easy.

Been thinking about the people in the gulf states, too...wishing there was something, anything, we could do to help them. We're gathering donations of clothing, food, first aid supplies, appliances (won't be used for a long time, there is so much to do, so many to do for...). Makes you feel a little small and helpless, doesn't it? They're all in my prayers.

 It's almost autumn! The temperatures around here are supposed to drop into the upper fifties at night! After this long hot summer, it's a welcome, welcome relief. I might just spend evenings outside, no matter how dark it gets, and just feel it. Happy Labor Day, all. Be safe.

(can't get it right this morning. not enough coffee)