I haven’t been writing as much. I don’t know how I feel about that or if I can pinpoint why. This morning I went for a walk, and my mind was pretty busy – on a few different things. I tried some walking meditation, but it wasn’t working. And decided to get out of my element and go for a short hike. I’m planning on cooking up some bolognese tonight and expect to be inside a good bit tomorrow (rain). I have some things I think I want to write about. For now some pics from this past week.
Sunset 5/20 
rays 5/24 
sunset 5/24 
The pink sky 5/24
The sunset and the sky over the Mississippi can be pretty spectacular. I was lucky to get a few nice sunsets this week.
Sometimes the cat or your running app conspire against you. I like to sit on the balcony and write or read. Nick likes to sit on my lap and help. My running app was kind enough to remind me that I have zero friends. Nick goes in these phases of where he likes to sleep. Right now it’s in a cat bed just outside the kitchen where he can swipe at passing feet, ankles, calves. I am a lot more aware of how many times I walk in to the kitchen.
I went on a short hike today (5/24/20). It was a 3 mile loop, and I did a short 1 mile extension. The trail was really wet. While only about 15 miles away, I’m guessing they got some rain that we didn’t get in the city. The mosquitoes were everywhere. Anytime I killed one, I felt good about getting it but then remembered there were a gazillion more.
On my way back from my walks along the river, there’s a condo building on Beale St. that I pass, and along the side of the condo is a cactus… it’s flowering now. I don’t know what to make of the cactus in Memphis thing…
One of my Facebook friends posted a nice story about her husband and their marriage… it’s the type of experience I think a lot of people strive for. Another friend posts a lot about compassion. While this is a pretty common understanding in psychology, it’s always a good reminder to look beyond any surface hurt someone might cause you.
Unfortunately, a different Facebook friend lost her mother recently (I believe on Mother’s Day). She’s moving through grief. I’ve come across or felt these sentiments in different ways over the past year.