Image of sailboat on calm waters. 

How are you feeling?

    Let’s dive in and try a different approach. Describe yourself as a body of water.

    Are you the crystal clear calm water winking at the puffy white clouds? Perhaps you are peering over a roaring waterfall? Are you caught in a riptide of emotions?

    This prompt is an creative exercise that provides insight too. Waves can gently rock or crash over us. It’s all in the interpretation. For example, I’m navigating white water rapids every single day. Tell me more: Are you terrified or thrilled?

    Here’s a more common experience: I’m on course, then a huge wake makes me lose focus. I struggle to steer while being tossed and turned.

    Imagine yourself on a sailboat, enjoying an easy nine knots of wind. Then, a speeding motor vessel whose captain is oblivious or reckless creates a tremendous wake. Or the new boss’ actions cause a ripple effect throughout the organization.  

    And you can change the question. What type of body of water makes you happy? A refreshing tall glass of water or a beaker full of pond water?

    It depends.

    Perhaps you believe a smelly sample of pond scrum is a rotten wish? It’s a dream for scientists of all sorts. Because the murky water is teeming with organisms to study. A discovery awaits!

***

    What body of water am I?

    My answer changes every day and each season. In the winter, I shall join the icicles decorating the trees, melting in the sun’s rays. Or I become a snow-covered pond inviting skaters to glide gracefully across.

    In the spring, let me serve as the home for my friends — the chirping frogs and croaking toads giving free concerts. During the heat of the summer, make me a giant puddle for splashing and singing in the rain. Or turn me into an infinity swimming pool. When autumn arrives, I seek solitude as a stream collecting a parade of leaves.

 

What Paint Shade Should I Choose? 

Variety is the enemy of easy and speedy decision making. That’s my take after visiting the local paint store. 

    My eyes gloss over a plethora of paint colors whether historic, designer, traditional, or suburban modern color categories.

    I disregard the designer (most expensive) line.  As much as I adore authentic revolutionary color schemes, it doesn’t suit the house’s personality. Or mine. 

    Besides, I need white. Easy?

    Absolutely not, thanks to the hundreds of choices. Each color carries an alluring name like divine white, restful white, and snowbound. Soon, I shift from looking at the name rather than the color. Would the crisp linen color smell like fresh laundry? Could a coating of restful white create a feeling of calm? Sure, with imagination.

    These names are to evoke an emotion, create an image, or reflect a lifestyle. Consider how you would feel about painting your walls wolf moon, dirty snow, or flickering fluorescent? These names I just made up feel too bold, ugly, and unsettling for the average person. 

    What are this store’s most popular shades? The answer is on the back of the paint panels, like those  nature center exhibits, testing its visitors knowledge of say paw prints. 

    Flip, flip, flip. My favorites don’t match the answers. I feel a jolt of happiness knowing this about myself. And I’m not surprised because this is my life pattern. For example, I like the swish of cross-country skies over the whoosh of downhill skiing. Sailboats rule over powerboats. An electric vehicle gets me charged up.  

    My philosophy is to eat more plants and less meat. Tea talk vs. coffee chat. Plus, I’d rather be reading instead of watching a movie.   

    Color me different, and I’m fine with it. As for paint samples, I am leaning toward the warm whites hinting of yellow rather than the cool whites with traces of blue and grey.

    How does morning sun sound as a comforting color? Both the color and the name made it to the final round among my final 20 shades of white.

    Stay tuned.

Image of open journal inviting me to write. 

What are your New Year’s Resolutions?

In 2025, I vow to use and enjoy without guilt things saved. 

My pristine collection of leather bound journals deserve attention. I run my hand across the smooth leather covers. Opening the oldest journal, I admire the heavy brown paper within and a ribbon marking my last written entry. The newer book features a stamped tree design on its cover and a leather strap bookmark. 

Every page is empty. Each journal intimidates and invites me to write at the same time. But what will I write? I feel pressure to produce profound and journal-worthy material.

Then I shake this worry off and laughing to myself. Profound thoughts, huh? Who am I?

Well, I’m not a philosopher. Call me a discovery writer who starts writing without knowing where she’ll end up. It’s like following an unknown trail in the woods, getting lost, and finding your way out again and again.

My mighty Waterman pen and I must begin somewhere. The pen, a treasured gift, feels heavy with the weight of our challenge. 

What matters is the act of thinking and the discipline of writing. The ideas will flow—slow or fast. Some days, serious words will build on each other. Other days, my words may swirl across the page in a flimsy, light, or whimsical way.

Maybe these words bond becoming a haiku, or my list becomes a prose poem, or I create complete nonsense. I’ve decided it’s time well spent.

I hope you make time for your resolutions and have fun achieving them.

***

            Here’s a poem I wrote inspired by an embroidered guest towel. 

If Only 

If onlys, small regrets, lost honor 
steal time, joy, and pride
before learning forgiveness. 

Guest towels, fancy soaps, bath bombs
lose softness, scent, and shape
before pampering family.      

Fine china, crystal goblets, real silver
collect chips, dust, and dullness
after serving only visitors.  

Fig jam, lemon curd, kumquat jelly
turn bitter, sour, and ugly
before spoiling anyone.

Knit mittens, patchwork quilts, wooly scarves   
become lost, worn, and forgotten
after warming no child.

Fine paper, fountain pens, custom seals
will fade, dry, and crack
after writing no words.

Diamond pendants, black pearls, gold rings 
define style, wealth, and love  
before adorning anyone.    

Little luxuries, prized objects, cherished gifts
forge customs, gratitude, and memories
every day and always.   

 

What is your go-to comfort food no matter the season?

A steaming bowl of homemade soup served with a smile is my ultimate comfort food. The best soup isn’t fussy and pairs well with a loaf of lovingly made bread or plain white saltine crackers from a box. 

Soups invite improvising. You can substitute ingredients without worry—nobody makes soup exactly the same way twice! Not me anyway.

    Be creative, bold, and be ready.

    Stock up on soup staples. Our pantry has cans of tomatoes, broth, and all varieties of beans—garbanzo, cannellini, lentils, black and red beans, and more. We have egg noodles and lots of dry pasta choices handy too. Bags of frozen vegetables fill the freezer, awaiting their turn in the broth.  

    Canned goods and frozen veggies are available, nutritious, and cheap. Adding them to broth with a dash of hope, and lots of love creates satisfying soup anytime. 

***

   Reflections 

    My ended the year with 50^th blog post. Yay! The data are not exact but worthy of sharing. 

    Reflecting on 2024’s most read posts, I found those musings were among the most fun to write including, “The Story of Boots,” (Dec. 30), "High Five! for all the Dads,” (June 16) “How do you Connect with Nature?” (March 19) and “Summer Rites," (July 3).  

    I received the most feedback on “Authentic,” “Magic Closet,” “Old-Fashioned Buffets,” and “Snowy Days.” And I tickled a few funny bones when on a whim I tried fiction with a Brat summer quiz, and introduced you to “Sparkle” the purple unicorn.  Sparkle is still on the fence.  

    Thank you for a wonderful year.

New Year's Day Soup 

Prep time: 10 minutes/Total time: Less than one hour
Calories: 110 calories per cup   

Guaranteed to get a healthy start to the New Year

Ingredients (Makes four quarts)

1/2 white onion
½ cup celery (Use the celery leaves too.)
1 sweet peppers red or orange
1 can of cannellini beans
1 can of black eyed peas *
3 tbl olive oil  
3 cups (one bag) chopped kale
1 can diced Italian tomatoes
6-12 garlic cloves (In our kitchen we go heavy on the garlic.)   
2 tbl fish sauce (Optional ingredient to boost flavor. Check the Asian section of the grocery store or find a bottle in Asian market.)
1 tsp of hot dry red pepper flakes (Optional, more to taste. )
1 tsp of ground black pepper.
4 oz. dry pasta Ditalini
1 carton (4 cups) organic broth (chicken, vegetable, or beef)
4 cups of water
3 tsp of chicken base (Better than Bouillon brand)
Parmesan cheese
Salt to taste

 

* Southerners believe eating black-eyed peas on New Year’s Day brings good luck. We used the whole can, however, if you aren’t a fan, try a half a cup, or use another can of cannellini beans. 

DIRECTIONS

Wash kale and remove greens from the stems. Chiffonade the kale greens. Crush and chop the garlic cloves.

Dice celery, peppers, carrots, and onion. Sauté the celery, carrots, peppers, and onion in olive oil in a large pot under high heat until they sweat.

We ‘sweat them’ because one apple in the fridge went bad and we had to find out what he had done! As you know, one rotten apple spoils the whole bunch.

Add the garlic, fish sauce, red pepper flakes, and black pepper. Pour broth and water into the pan. Add enough water so not to overflow.

Add the chicken base. Then add the cannellini beans, black-eyed peas, and Italian tomatoes.

Bring to a boil, then add in the kale and let simmer for about 10 minutes. Add the pasta to the boiling broth for 20 minutes.

Taste and season with salt. Simmer for another 5 mins. 

Present in the bowl with a splash of olive oil, and sprinkle with grated parmesan cheese. Serve with a smile.

If you’d like a PDF of the recipe, let me know. Questions? I have answers.