Looking In the Right Direction

6:50 AM EDT
Frost Moon

 Here we are in the middle of November 2024.

Photographs of the Full Frost Moon were not possible for me on the 

night of the full Moon because of the clouds?

Or else I was not looking in the right direction?

This morning around 6 AM, I notice there are stars visible. I shut off the deck light to see Moon glow in the backyard. Coat on, I step outside for a look around the sky. And what do I see over my shoulder in the Northeast...the Moon! Aha! I get the camera and take a few pictures. It was cold. I did not want to stay out long. All I wanted was a good photograph of the Beaver Moon aka Frost Moon.

It took some editing to create an image with details. I'm not a photographer. As much as I read to learn how, I often forget what I read. Wanting to be a good photographer has been in my heart for decades. 

Following a dream to better oneself is a worthy goal. If you are able, then put fears aside to allow yourself to learn. 

Now that some of my depression is lifting, I can get back to establishing routines to keep me on track like daily painting, reading, writing, photography. Routines are a way to removing emotional potholes in our path to be who we are, and maintaining good mental health.

Day 320 of Week 46 November 2024

November

On my cell phone at the moment, posting this from my comfy recliner, fluffy slippers on, thinking about dinner and where did this week go.

This week has been a blur. Sunshine nearly everyday throws my brain off. I find myself wondering where the blustery rainy days of autumn are. There are areas if New England in serious drought conditions. I pray for reasonable rainfall that doesn’t cause flooding. 

Posting via a cell phone has its quirks. For example, the typing screen area floats around eith the touch of my finger. I have the feeling that is because it is in the caption space, not the text regular space. (Not. It is just the way cell phone screen is.)

Anyway, about the election anxiety, what I read about what the next administration is doing, increases my anxiety. I was hoping to see good things of a real presidential nature. 

Instead, I’m given reason to feel scared to even post my opinions about what is going on. Already I deleted two paragraphs. 

Pray for America & the World

P.S.

And just now, something bumped my chair.

I try to make it happen again. Nothing. There is nobody living in the room with me.

 

Blog Break Update

Once upon a time there was a blogger blogging enthusiastically. One day in November of 2024, like a carved out pumpkin (pun noted), a step back was in order.  The first week was restful.

On a quiet meditative Sunday, this blogger began to question: Will I ever blog again? What's missing?

Sure and not sure are the answers. 

Perhaps the stress of the last election along with the anxiety of what he will do has impacted me more than I realized. I accept as well as support the winner. I believe he will do good things for America. However, I've had bad dreams about what can go wrong. Yet, my heart says that's not the reality of what I feel when I'm awake. In the daylight, there is Hope. There are prayers to tend, and good things to focus on despite the bad dreams.

And there's the rub.

When trust has been so badly damaged, it is not easy to get back a positive outlook. Try as we may, we can still lean hard on there are more facts to support anticipating disaster than not. 

Methinks my life needs mittens, cute cozy warm nostalgic vibing knitted mittens once a perfect spot for a runny nose. Comfort objects have a way of giving our hearts a soft landing when the winds of turmoil swirl us aloft with dreads.

Be Hopeful!

 

P.S.
I am trying to return to regular blogging later this week.