Mary Beth Writes

This morning I finished a story I’ve been working on since May! I submitted it to an intimidating place that won’t accept it … but they say life happens where you show up, right? I got my money’s worth out of my morning.

Here are some other places where I showed up lately -- where others had showed up before me:

wooden disks for sale at Menards

Wooden disks for sale at Menards. Aren’t they beautiful?

Purple car

I make my morning oatmeal out of whatever looks likely and needs to be eaten. Which is how last week I glanced down and said to myself, “I bet I am the only person in America this morning who is eating sweet potato grape oatmeal.” 

I bet the guy who owns this car feels the same. 

wild shoes

 Wandered through St. Vincent’s. The person who originally bought these shoes showed up in her life!

little guys

These guys were in a bag marked $2, but I used my discount and got them for $1.84.  They are attending church with me Oct 29, when I preach the sermon as well as a “story for all ages” time.  I’ll use them in the kid part, but I bet adult would enjoy finger puppet action in any average sermon. Will have to think about that.

leaves at my feet

 I like October. Something about me that is NOT unique.

wet walk

When I started this walk, it wasn’t raining. When I was two miles from home, it started to pour. I was wearing a baseball hat; brim of the hat kept rain off my glasses and face. My thrifted jacket proved to be (lo and behold!) waterproof. Walking back home in the rain was comfortable. I swear I thought for twenty minutes about how life is not yes or no, good or bad, possible or impossible – but just – do you have the tools you need?  While I was walking, this seemed very deep. Not so sure now.

The Morning Glory who showed up and gave its blue to the sky.

morning glory

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Comments

I love this -- all of it. The car the oatmeal, and how life is not yes or no.

Sweet potato grape oatmeal. (Clenching my teeth - ha). Love the shoes - well, not for me. Finger puppets, very cute. I have a sign above the bed in Girl Heaven - “ Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass, it’s about learning how to dance in the rain”. Kind of says it all, doesn’t it Excellent. Enjoyed this!

Loved the Morning Glories and the discs! A productive walk.

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Quarantine Diary #312

“You know me, I think there ought to be a big old tree right there. And let's give him a friend. Everybody needs a friend.” ― Bob Ross

This tree lives in Waukesha and stopped me in my tracks when I was out for a walk.

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 When will this Quarantine Diary end? When Len and I drive out not wearing masks to go to a place where we will stay overnight. Just letting you know. FYI we started last year on Friday the 13th of March.

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Quarantine Diary #308 1/15/2021

My life is pretty fine, and I bet yours is, too. Warm place to live. Food to eat. Friends to share and laugh with - even if we have to do it via Zoom.

At the same time, who isn’t feeling anxiety and dread? Will the white supremacist insurrectionist knobs attack the inaugural? Will they screw up state capitols and infrastructure? One lone guy blew up Nashville a mere three weeks ago. What the hell is going on?

Quarantine Diary #307 Brain Names

Remember when there was no autism? Sure, there were kids in our schools who were weirdly able to remember stuff, or were hard to control, or whose emotions triggered at the oddest time. We generally ignored those kids. Those of us who were kind did, anyways. Others bullied. 

Remember the mopey kids in high school who knew too much about depressing art and angsty music and sometimes killed themselves?

Quarantine Diary #306 Hunched Over & Paying Attention

I am going to write some Quarantine Diary entries again. There’s a lot going on and sometimes it helps to hear a small voice as well as the big voices of journalists, pundits, networks, the other public media we follow.

I have had a small headache off and on for days. I worried that I might have contracted Covid, except dang it, I haven’t gone anywhere! And then, thinking about it, I realized I am hunched over my phone much more than usual. These mild on-again, off-again headaches are from eyestrain and weird posture.

Rime and Treason

These photos were taken by Len on Monday in that other time and world that existed before the Trump gorgons mobbed the Capitol. (Gorgons existed in Greek literature. Gorgons are the poisonous siblings with hair of living snakes. Those who beheld them face-to-face turned to stone. Or were killed by being beaten by a fire extinguisher.)

I have been trying to write about that but it is too hard. There is so much that is clear and is informative. You are reading it as much as I am. Blessed be the journalists, right? 

Quarantine Diary #292 New Year's Eve

Many of us feel as if we are in limbo until Biden takes office. I don’t think you need me to say a lot about how long and hard this year has been; we’ve been in this dentist’s chair together.

But...

Did you see how many days quarantine has lasted? 292 days.

So far.

This week I read a remarkable essay. On Natural Landscapes, Metaphorical Living, and Warlpiri Identity, by Barry Lopez. https://lithub.com/. Life is weird. The day after I read it, Mr. Lopez died.

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