COINCIDENCE, OR??

Held victim to a habit of continuous redrafting, the June 30 blog had lived in limbo for awhile, and out of this, there's something has me wondering. What if those many editing visits to the absolutely must haves - writing table, tall windows, soothing view - worked the same as if I'd used a vision board?

The plot thickens. While still working on that would-be blog, I accepted an invitation to sit two lovely cats. The kitties were sweet and so was the cabin-like home's attached porch:

And gee, a table, just fine for some writing.

Tall windows, soothing views.

What would you make of this, coincidence or otherwise? Granted, the table isn't Shaker yet it served as reminder that what I'm choosing to absorb by way of focus and feeling can duplicate itself in ways I'd hardly dream up on my own.

And, one more thing: After adding the woman-in-kimono image to the draft, I "happened" on an episode of *M.A.S.H.*, precisely at a scene where Hawkeye was dolled up in his kimono, too!

I'm glad to have you here with me to play with possibilities. The job I see ahead is staying grounded in whatever aids this quest for space, space that is sweet Home for Grandma Big. 

For now, let's celebrate 
the summer! 

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ABSOLUTELY MUST HAVES!

Flash back with me to the '50s, when I'm six feet tall at fifteen, a little freaky in its time - for a girl. Of course there were nicknames -

 Lofty Tofty, Long Sam, Shorty (the worst), Amazon (better), Long Tall Sally (ducked back in the alley), 

Jolly (thanks to a pea growing giant).

Some even claimed I could hunt bear with a switch.

AND THEN THERE ARRIVED

SKINNY MINNIE

She ain't skinny, she's tall, that's all!

Being easily spotted led to classmate serenades of Minnie's measurements on my behalf or sometimes a run at...

Bony Moronie

she's a stick'a macaroni!

But oddly through these, I felt a little more affirmed. If skinny was okay, pubescent brain cells could safely fantasize how Minnie's boyfriend made room for both skinny and tall. Whatta guy, what a possibility.

Here and now, I'm in a once-in-a-lifetime 72 inches at 72 years event, rewarded through glimpses of a former self transformed in the many tall and self-assured women of today.

And yes, I'm still questing for Home and, like anything else, what's inside has to fit, literally and metaphorically, right? So here's my heart in furnishings, the absolute must haves, for this Skinny Minnie Grandma Big:

A WRITING TABLE,

the very soul of me.
Easy, simple Shaker style.

Drawer for pens, notebook and
scribbled notes I'll never read again.

Crafted by Grandson Noah from 100 year-old Douglas Fir !

Custom made at proper height, lots of leg room.

TALL WINDOWS,
soothing scenes.

Those fishies? Nice touch,
a kimono size long please.



Perfect Chair

for writing, multi-adjustable!

My Lightness of Being for old bones,
I love all that you are.
(by Work Smart, mid back ergonomic chair)  

 SO WHY NOT 

                                          Till next time,
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