Is it done yet?

Is the Christmas music off the radios and commercials yet? I don't really want to peek out and check. But that is futile.

Next is all of the New Year's stuff. What's your word for the new Year? Out with the old year. Get ready for weight loss ads, exercise ads, ads that make you think that by changing a date will make this suddenly all better and move forward?

I'm not ready for a change into 2026. I'm not letting go of 2025 yet. There are my reasons. I'm just not ready to say goodbye to 2025. There is so much of this year I still want to hold close.

The Flu A robbed me. I'll never forgive it for wasting so many days for me. I did spend some time watching photography 'how to's' out of sheer boredom. 

I turned off social media because. Well, that is a no brainer.

All those wonderful gatherings of happy families around huge trees with multiples of family gathering all looking happy.

I put on my Grinch heart and shut off my phone. I watched Die Hard.

I put on my favorite music.

I decided to experiment and make experiments in between naps and uncontrolled hacking.

I found beauty in a missed focus
and decided I did an intentional

abstract.

I studied pretty dried flowers
under different colors

and light.

I dumped out my lake glass jar
and found fossils I'd forgotten

I had.

The smallness of the shell intrigued me. So tiny, so exquisite. 

I'd found these so many years ago 

when I lived near Lake Michigan.

How have I kept these all these years?

 

Such beautiful little mysteries at my finger tips 

waiting to be seen.

No 2025, I am not done with you yet. We haven't settled our differences. I still need to talk to you 
about it 

and ask if you could give me just one more moment from earlier this summer.

I know you can't, no one can. 
Silly me.

Instead, I will keep learning and discovering little things for right now.

And still be surprised by the beautify of things on foggy dull days.

Carry on.