Keeping To Kindness

 By Maryanna Gabriel

Sometimes people's behaviour can be a shock. Right out of the blue. Someone who is hugely influential, posted a comment about another writer that struck me in the gut. It was so close-minded andvitriolic that I was stunned. Not just by the ignorance the comment was based on but by the acidity with which it was delivered. Simple research would have revealed the author had an accurate perspective based on scientific research but further investigation was not even a consideration. It was a scathing review of another writers careful work. I does not matter if one does not agree but to tear into them so viciously? 

With things rocking and rolling in the world right now it can bring out the worst as well as good. In tough times it is always so interesting who is kind and who takes up the machine gun either figuratively or literally. As if hurting others is a solution. I will never understand this line of reasoning but it seems a common adoption. For me? Kindness is the way. 

 

Taking The Plunge

 By Maryanna Gabriel

One can't always work and not play. I was feeling really strange. I think I was tired. I knew what I needed to do, so I headed to a very special place early Sunday morning thinking I would beat the crowds. Much to my surprise there were two groups of people swimming in the ocean. April? Swimming? 

The morning was so sparkly, and the water so inviting, I almost considered it. Instead, I walked barefoot along the sea and soaked up the sun. I had even brought a little breakfast, takeout coffee and a Danish which I enjoyed as I wriggled my toes in the sand. It was like going out but in the nicest of possible ways of going out and a means or resetting myself. Maybe next time I will jump in. 

Foaming

 By Maryanna Gabriel

I have been stuck in the back bedroom for days with what I thought would be a one day task. Or so I thought. It is now day five. I have been installing long overdue trim that has led to a myriad of complications. The vent where the mice are getting in for one. What a shock.  

With determination I sprayed a rodent foam blocker as a barricade and managed to get it all over the place, the rug, my shirt, my prescription glasses. The stuff is noxious and impossible to get out. I had to throw the shirt away and spend a long time picking the foam out of my prescription glasses wondering if I had shortened my life span by working with the stuff. 

Worth it? Yes, heck yes. No mice is good news. However, the world news seems to worsen. It is important to keep on with keeping on, to look after things, meaning where I live and myself, and to not fall into a slump with it all.

I have not seen my family for a year and half. It is not looking good for the summer as increased travel restrictions are being discussed.

Easter

By Maryanna Gabriel 

After some bitterly cold mornings, a beautiful day has dawned. How can one feel glum about the restrictions with a photo like this? My daughter made croissants for her family and this was their cheery breakfast. My grandsons are painting their faces to look like bunny rabbits this morning. 

I love this time of year. What seemed impossible such a short time ago, is easily achievable today. Jobs get done with a happier feel. The world may be groaning in angst, but in one's own corner, there is still the ability see the miracles of the day. I am about to travel down to the garden to see what surprises await. All of the hellebore are blooming, such an exotic sight. 

Maybe there are chocolate eggs...