Wednesday, February 24, 2016

And The Wind Does Blow

Looks what's back! The AOL is suddenly giving me the pictures I send it and I am so grateful! That is a redbud tree against the dark sky behind it. Last night we had the tail-end of that horrible storm that swept through the south yesterday and it's still blowy and the sky is ominous. A branch just fell from the pecan tree over the bird feeder and scattered my chickens who looked like this just five minutes ago.

I got up at four to pee and went out to the porch and the wind was blowing and it was raining hard and lightening was flickering all around us, constantly. Apocalypse Now with the sound of gunfire edited out. When I got back in bed, Maurice jumped up and came to me to be comforted. I petted and stroked her and we finally went back to sleep, the storm still carrying on outside, our porches safe and dry under their new roofs. And we humans and cats cozy under the old ones.

This morning my heart is a great deal lighter, just a few tongues of dread licking me now and then, but my head still feels fuzzy and unfocused and my body feels as if it's been beat up. This is the way it happens- the periods of depression and anxiety affect my body so profoundly. My muscles try to hold it all in, I suppose, when it's happening, and when it relents a bit, they are as sore and stiff as if I'd worked in the yard all day long, especially in my back and shoulders. And the disassociation which occurs in my brain takes a while to dissipate, like pulling a ballon on a string back to where it belongs. There is no disease process whether of the mind or the body which does not affect the other.

But. I am so grateful for this lessening of fear and despair. They closed the schools in Leon County today so Owen is free as a little bird and we are going to take him to Japanica! We all miss it and yet, because that boy loves it so much, feel too guilty to go there without him.
Here is a picture that his mama sent me last night of our darling Magnolia.

Our little peach of a girl, our little rose-blossom of a child, our youngest sweetheart.

All the pictures. I will be posting all of the pictures. Just for the joy of it. And in that vein...

The old man in concert down in South America.

What if all of us at the age of 72 could feel such joy in our purpose on earth?
Wouldn't it be a better place?

Good morning. Good morning. Good morning.

Love...Ms. Moon


  1. that storm blew through here Monday night giving us 0ver an inch and a half of rain and I slept through the whole thing. yesterday high winds all day gusting up to 40mph bringing in the cold. winter is telling us that just because it feels like spring that does not mean winter is through with us yet. though today is clear and sunny and is warming up nicely. glad you are feeling better. I wonder how much of you feelings of dread and anxiety are connected to the fluctuations in air pressure?

  2. well, it's warming up nicely as long as you are in the sun and out of the wind. shade is cold, wind is COLD.

  3. Glad you weathered all the storms, Mary. I know what both are like.

  4. Ooo, storm. Glad the roofs got finished in time for it.

    That baby girl, with her sweet, perfect, round head. Amazing little one.

    I'm glad you feel better. Would you go for a proper massage at all? Help it all out?

  5. Beautiful. Salve for my soul.

  6. rain here too. glad the pictures are back because it is my supreme joy to watch those four grand babies grow. It never ceases to fascinate me how they wake up to the world.

  7. I'm glad you are coming out of the fog, dear lady.

    Wonderful pictures!

  8. Oh, I love that picture of little Maggie. She looks very serious and intelligent in all of her photos. It will be so much fun to see her grow up here and read your observations!

  9. Magnolia is precious ~ the cheeks! The rosebud lips!!!
    Gorgeous photo of jubilant Keith ~ love the starry shirt .

  10. I'm staring at amazing Maggie and thinking maybe, while Owen is all Lily and Gibson is all his dad, maybe she's the perfect blend of both of them.

    Her face is just so excellent.

  11. That girl is pure perfection. Looking at her makes me miss being a mom to a baby. That ache will never leave me.

  12. I'm glad to hear you made it through the storm OK. I was just reading about damage in Pensacola. Like Ellen, I wonder if changes in air pressure or other atmospheric effects elevate your tension levels? Seems like they might.


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