MY LABOR DAY so far....

This is the view from my backdoor yesterday morning-

And today is Labor Day!
Such a beautiful day! Great weather. I'm actually off work today!
I'm working on digging holes and sinking fence posts into the ground for the fence I'm crafting.
My "Folk Art" fence.
It's so peaceful.
Dogs snoozing on the chaise lounges on the patio.
The soft whiz of cars going done the street.
Birds chirping.
The neighborhood kids playing on their trampoline and the sounds of them jumping and chattering with one another.
Calling out to each other.
Neighborhood sounds.
Kids being kids and
suddenly I remember something my Dad yelled out to us kids so many years ago and
NOW I understand what he meant.
"Stop that! You sound like lunatics!"
Ahhhh, memories.

Reflection

I don't know why really, but this weekend I have done a lot of reflecting back on my life and in turn, looking forward.

Maybe it's because I've been watching a marathon of the TV show "Six Feet Under".

Maybe this show about funeral home directors has me analyzing my life.

I'm not thinking about dying. I'm thinking about just the past few years and the ones to come.

So I went back to the beginning of my blog and read my first post:

My first entry!

I wanted a place to connect with people who love art, cats, dogs, flowers and all things that make me happy! I wanted to be able to show photos of my work and get input and constructive comments. I wanted to be able to ramble on about things that make me happy: the smell of just cut grass, birds splashing in the birdbath, "lightning" bugs (fireflies), my dogs racing around after each other playing and my cat sleeping in the same dog bed with my old dog. So I hope to make some great new friends who share my interests!

OK, surprisingly I have done that. I've found kindred spirits.

People who I connect with that share some invisible thread of thought,

although we have never met.

And that makes me happy.

My second post was about Ghost.

http://oldblackcatboo.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html

How very ironic.

Just this morning as I stood at my back door, feeling the cool air and gazed at the Morning Glories and being so thankful that the temperature has finally dropped.

I thought to myself , too bad that the cats can't go out and experience all this breathtaking nature.

It's a very quiet morning and yet I can hear several cars swooshing by the front of the house.

Suddenly I realize that they are headed for the Labor Day Parade that travels just a few blocks from my home.

Then I remembered. It was Labor Day weekend that Ghost became lost.

That Friday evening when he timidly ventured out with Harry and Fagan and didn't return for a month and 3 days.

Wow, that happened 6 years ago.

Some things have changed since then but so much has remained the same.

I feel like I'm on a merry go round, happily riding up and down, safe and content.

But what if my carousel horse magically broke free and we flew into the unknown?

Would it be a grand adventure? or regretful journey that would put everything at risk.

and...haven't I been THERE before?

Haven't I learned anything. 

Jeez, what is with me today?

Maybe it's just because it's the end of summer

and the beginning of Fall is just around the corner

and that has me thinking like this.

I do love Fall.

I think I will go to Menards (home Improvement Store) and buy some edgers for my front yard.