‘Spring’ing Forward

Hey y’all.  Spring is in the air for sure here in Central Georgia.  Our Dogwood trees are blossoming, the others are forming their buds, the weather is growing warmer by a couple degrees every day; the weather was so nice last weekend I spent the day outdoors, raking our front and side yard. I should have taken some photos to share, but I didn’t.  I felt it the next day though.  My entire back was stiff, right up the spine. 

There were people in our park last week, power washing the mobile homes.  I didn’t think ours was that dirty until the guy power washed it.  That may or may not have been my reason for wanting to get outside and rake the yard.  Just saying.  That mixed with the long, rather isolated winter we all experienced thanks to Covid quarantining.  Please, keep wearing your masks y’all.  We’re close to the end of this, but not quite.

With spring in the air, I’ve also been moving progressively forward.  One project I have moved forward with is my book.  A couple weeks ago, I received, reviewed, and approved my cover design from my cover design artist.  They did a spectacular job!  Now I’m patiently waiting for my box of 10 copies to come.  Once that happens, again, I receive, review, approve, and then I can finally begin sharing my first published book with y’all.  I can’t wait to be able to share the link with y’all!

I sprung forward with another project as well.  I’ve been creatively working on another personalized piece of artwork, but this piece I created for Bindi Irwin and her husband Chandler, for their baby wildlife warrior coming.  I think I’ve spent over a month sketching it, then another couple weeks, night and day, adding the color, and finally a few weeks ago, I mailed it out priority mail to Australia.  When I learned they were expecting, my creative visioning kicked into high gear.  I hope they like it.  It turned out adorably.

Now I’m moving forward, towards advancing our future.  We want to travel and see the world and share every experience with y’all, whether by blog, vlog, or book.  It could be sooner than hubby and I think, but we don’t know.  We are simply springing forward. 

As always, thanks for reading y’all. Have a great day!

“Less Really Is More”

Last weekend, the family got together and went down to our garage, and we spent the majority of both Saturday and Sunday sorting and cleaning the garage.  We have a lot of stuff.

I didn’t realize how much stuff we had collected over the years, and how much stuff my grandmother had when she passed.  I don’t think any of us had an idea there.  Now all I can think about is having a yard sale so we can see the stuff go.

It’s really kind of senseless to have so much stuff.  I can understand a certain level of sentimentality goes along with having so much, like my late grandmother’s things, but what we actually had going in our garage was my grandmother’s life of clutter–or what was left of it.  We were also holding onto our own pasts, and dwelling on the past is no good for anyone.

The truth is, none of us realized how much stuff we’d accumulated until we were moving from our own separate households, into one large house.  Our family was growing because we were moving on, and moving up.  We’re still moving forward in lives because our yard sale is the final step in letting go.  Letting go.  Minimizing the clutter.  Cleaning house.  Spring cleaning.  As a matter of fact, just this morning I remembered some other stuff I need to go through, so I wrote a note to remind myself for tomorrow.

Why do we collect so many things in life?  Why do we feel the need to hold onto material things?  Holding onto a loved one’s possessions after they’ve passed, that’s holding material things close as a way of holding on to that person.  Holding onto our own things is a way for us to hold onto that memory.  For a time, I was doing this to, but I’m starting to see how less is more, and I’m making a change.  I’ll always have the memories associated with the stuff, but there’s no need to physically keep it anymore.  Clutter builds.  That, and I don’t want to hold onto someone else’s life anymore.  That can be very depressing.

I’m just hoping the weather holds out…