As I went through my files, I find it quite hard as always to let go, but then I keep reminding myself I could not cling forever to stuff. I was glad to find the printouts of my early web pages about dust mites and my Christian webpage called Reaching out... touching you. I wish I still had these web pages up and running.
While I know that one of my strong characteristic is faithfulness, I’m afraid this isn’t true with my extra-curricular activities so to speak. I was challenged to do my early web pages only because I wanted to see whether I could do them from scratch using the HTML language. When I got them up and running on the internet, I maintained them awhile for a few years and then just let them slip off from my agenda.
I was glad to find these pages in my file. I decided to keep them. Having done this however, I told myself the second time I should learn to let go if I indeed want to de-clutter. If not easy to achieve, I feel like it will take me ages, by the same token, to achieve this, though—as I often get stuck reminiscing details associated with even a single note from a friend. I assured myself it is okay.
Looking at what I had done each time give me some pleasure. I’ll sure get there sooner or later—particularly in days of weird weather of rain and thunderstorms.
These are my new bookcases. On top of them are two large scale paintings of my brother Nimrod. During moments I could not go out in the garden, I take delight looking when take a break.
During interludes of sunshine, I go out in the garden and take photos of beautiful blooms such as the following:
This is the Chrysanthemum my sister Merle gave our mother last Mother's Day. I transplanted it to a bigger pot. It died back. Thank God, it is blooming now.
Merle's husband gave this hippeastrum to me since I bought my house. The bulb seemed to be temperamental. I had transplanted it in different spots in my garden. It seems to be doing very well in my bed of roses under the crepe myrtle tree. I hope they grow in mass soon.
This is the nth time I took a picture of this bloom in my garden. I could not help it as it is so beautiful.
You might wonder why I added a plus in my title. The plus is the interlude of sunshine and the beauty of my garden after the rain
