Author: Pamela Leavey

I mentioned in a post on Facebook earlier today that I saw a flock of cedar waxwings in my neighbor’s holly bush earlier today. I managed to grab my camera and open the porch window and catch a couple of decent shots with 300mm zoom.

I can’t see a cedar waxwing without my memory kicking in to hear my mom declare many decades ago, “Oh, a cedar waxwing!” as we were driving through the Parker River National Wildlife Refuge.

I like to call the cedar waxwings “little masked marauders,” as they fly around in flocks looking for berries to eat. What a treat to see these beauties today in the cold artic like winds.

The cedar waxwings a one of my favorite woodland birds.

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Greetings of the Day to All… Here in coastal Massachusetts the winds have been wicked all day.

I’ve been trying to keep busy around the house today, rather than sit long at my west facing desk, where the wind feels like there’s little wall between us.

I fear if I sit too long my back and hip won’t approve. I sit a bit and I’m up again, pacing about in my little apartment. If it were bigger, I might get more steps in on my Fitbit everyday! I’ve been thinking a lot about Spring of late… Who hasn’t been? I’m looking forward to a little warmer temperatures and sunny days so that I can get out and walk again. And then it will be time to garden.

I hope this day has been good for everyone. It’s been a long haul, this pandemic. That’s been on my mind a lot of late, as it’s been close a year now for us all. I am reminded today of these lines from Samuel Beckett: “Where I am, I don’t know, I’ll never know, in the silence you don’t know, you must go on, I can’t go on, I’ll go on.”

Blessings of the day to all…

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Greetings of the Day Everyone… It’s another dreary day here in coastal Massachusetts. I’m listening to blue jays calling in the back yard, while I sit here at my desk. Blue jays can be very loud and really make a ruckus at times, but I adore them, despite their tendency to also be trouble makers with other birds. So today, I’ll just take a moment to remind you all, to not be like the blue jay, making trouble. Instead, be kind to one another. A simple gesture of kindness goes a long way in these pandemic times.

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A year ago, I applied for an MFA in Creative Writing at a local university. I was rejected (re: large pool of applicants), but encouraged to apply again this year. I applied again in January feeling hopeful with a stronger personal statement and writing sample.

Yesterday, I was rejected again (re: large pool of applicants). Given my age, I imagine that most or all of the applicants are much younger than me, though not any more qualified academically or a better writer than me. Not to mention, possessing the life experience I do.

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Good Morning Everyone… I was just thinking about spring again this morning. It’s been on my mind a lot of late, perhaps because each day we get a little closer to it, with some warmer weather and the longer days, I feel it is near.

I haven’t seen any pussy willows yet, but soon, I think. Soon. I’m wishing you all a wonderful day, filled with hope and grace, joy and laughter. Be kind to one another… 💙

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Good Morning Everyone… It’s a blustery day here in coastal Massachusetts. Like elsewhere in the country finding a slot to get vaccinated for COVID is like winning the Lotto. I waiver each day, since I found out that I was eligible, between looking on the Mass.Gov website for an open slot, to resigning myself to not waste my time right now, knowing that there aren’t enough vaccinations available yet here in Massachusetts, much like other states.

I’d rather spend my time looking at annual seeds online, dreaming of all the flowers I wish I had the room to plant. For now, for today, I will think about the grape hyacinth I planted and hope that my bulbs do well in their first year. The pandemic boredom feels heavy of late. I am bored with social media, bored with streaming movies and series, bored with cooking, bored of boredom. What to do? Start a new hobby? No I have too many already. So today, I’ll just think of spring, the gardening to come, the walks on the beach, and in the woods and hope that hope will, because in the end, I believe that it does. Hope wins.

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