Visual Memoirs of My Fifties: Prospecting

Photo taken in the Rocky Mountain Trench. The weather turned colder and I woke up one morning to a rather large snake that had found its way under my tent, under my sleeping bag, and under me. Neither of us did any harm. Lol.

Coffee and Clutter

I’ve been a minimalist at times throughout my life by choice and circumstance but I now find having a wee bit of clutter more comfortable and interesting. The aged embroidery was done by my English born Grandmother, Dorothy Thicke, in 1949 and I always felt it was to welcome me, born in 1950. The chair, dog, and blazing log were actually part of my childhood as well. My daughter, Alissa, gifted me with these flowers and plants. My son, Aaron, gifted me with this yarn. I gifted myself these candleholders to add ambience to the evenings. So as I sip my coffee, I am filled with a deep feeling of gratitude for this bit of clutter in my life.