Bookmarking Moments

My days are robustly, resoundingly, generously, (sometimes) overwhelmingly, and unfailingly filled-to-the-brim of late.

I bookmark moments as I move through each day.

This morning:

• smoothing out blanket wrinkles together with Dave while we make our bed first thing;

• walking at 445a in a world filled with birdsong and sunrise and fresh air;

• searching high and low for—and then locating!—at Stop & Shop the sandwich 'slider' rolls requested by Caroline for her upcoming visit;

• writing up reminders for my tutorial schedule for next week;

• plucking a ripe ripe red red strawberry from our garden and popping its burst of juice in my mouth;

• restocking toilet paper in our bathrooms; and

• making a bookmark—an actual physical bookmark for marking a stopping/starting place in a book—from a postcard I painted earlier this year.

Not Following National News
1.75 x 5.75" bookmark; acrylic, ink,
pencil, and collage on cardstock
abstract
2021

Testing, testing …

The following YouTube clip recently came to my attention.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ac7G7xOG2Ag*

Huh?

I hear the words, I hear a cadence that indicates there may be meaning in them, but the meaning eludes me completely. 

I admit to several moments of similar feelings of being lost when I set out to follow steps to deactivate the Feedburner subscription service at my blog and activate a new service, faced as I was with computer-related gobbledy-gook that had me shaking my head, muttering, Huh?

However, I quelled my fleeting panic and here I am to do a test run to see if existing subscriptions to my posts are still functional.

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*I just watched this clip again. Totally hits my funny bone every time!