I am making progress in regaining my abilities to type, however slowly. I hope that the advent of winter’s snow and the cleaner air, here in North Dakota., will improve my health more quickly.
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I am making progress in regaining my abilities to type, however slowly. I hope that the advent of winter’s snow and the cleaner air, here in North Dakota., will improve my health more quickly.
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Morning has slipped into afternoon while I was reading the overnight news. The air quality in eastern North Dakota is being supplied by recent (ongoing?) Washington and Oregon fires. I hope that the weather is more friendly where you are.

I woke up several times during the night for no reason I could determine. The last time, though, the Thaddeus Scamper was sleeping at my side. I turned off the alarm, but then fell back to sleep also.
On Tuesday, I received the ebook edition of Laura Anne Gilman’s Uncanny Times, and so was able read the last few chapters without the magnifying glass. On November eighth, I will have three ebooks arriving from Barnes & Noble: Darkover (Ross), Valdemar (Lackey), and collected poetry by the late Thich Nhat Hanh.
Thank you for stopping by for a visit. Time for a nap with the Scampers, now. Link to Natalie’s post and linkup below.
Best regards,
Lizl

Natalie the Explorer: Ward’s Island Homes and Gardens
Good day! We have survived our first major winter storm, here in eastern North Dakota (USA). Winds, rain, sleet, and then some inches of snow over much ice, Hot, black tea or Toddy coffee and very dark chocolate are in order, today.
I got wrapped up in activities, this weekend, including about five hours, counting Salon/Co-working activities on Saturday, Friends Meeting and afterwards on Sunday, and a lot of poetry writing to catch up on. Actually, I had a fantastic time, between researching and the writing itself. What is presentable out of that is on my Quilted Poetry WP blog.
Al has volunteered to add a couple volunteer hours on Monday at the shooting range, and so I will some extra free time during the day.
Best wishes for the new week!
Lizl
Natalie the Explorer, host of the #weekendcoffeeshare, does a great job! Stop in at this week’s main share page or go to the InLinkz-Linkup to see all the other shares.


"Still Within Rain" Rain begins slowly, faint drizzle, as though arising from the ground, not falling from the sky, whose clouds are so high above that one would not connect them with what happens now so far below. Standing awestruck in these warm and heavy drops falling, a huge thick shower stretching to my face and feet from shower-heads as far above me as, now quite cold, the edge of space itself, a shower sent by the Spirit of Space, of Earth, of All, to wash me and the whole earth Clean. Refreshed. Renewed. The rain ends as the sun appears to warm the ground and that sweet breeze that gently dries the grass and flowers and trees, rain-heavy air and me. Light and fluffy breezes like soft scraps of towel, feeling on my skin just slightly reminiscent of that first soft, gentle, loving kiss of rain. Copyright © 2015-10-21, by Liz Bennefeld. All rights reserved.
Finally, a bit of sunlight between rain showers. Forecast for tomorrow? Thunderstorms, again!
Photo by lilartsy: Water Droplets

One-thirty in the morning, and I am not ready to go to sleep, yet. I wrote a too-long Status (#weekendcoffeeshare) post at Quietude and Tea, Friday evening, finishing just before midnight.

I did finally get to sleep, and awakened before eight o’clock, this morning. The Scampers have been fed and pampered and let outside to bark with the neighborhood dogs while I caught a couple photographs. The wind is quite brisk. As much as I might care to stay out longer, my Artist’s Way class is looming. I have to review the instructions and figure out what I was supposed to have done in preparation for this week’s session.
My #weekendcoffeeshare post is here. Be warned that it is long!

Given as a present at Christmastime, many years ago, in 2016 Teddy and his wife were in need of a new home. So Mother gave them back to me to love in her place…and to remember that for a time they were hers and cherished.
(National Teddy Bear Day)

