Summer's end...

[primsong]

I must add my gratitude that MaidofOrange (and her kitties) are okay - I hope that we will soon hear from the others that yet remain out of touch. May they be well and whole!

You know, at one point I thought I would make this more like the journals that I admire and enjoy the most, the ones that really make you feel like you are a part of that person's life. Somewhere along the way I had to be resigned to the realization that it just wasn't going to happen. I have too many other things going on, and I sometimes feel I am balancing across the Nimrodel, my desire to be more transparent warring with my conclusions (when I go to type anything up) that my life is really not all that interesting to read about, and the parts that would be interesting are not always things I would place "out there" for general viewing. Or it takes too long to explain them. Or I highly doubt it would make sense. Ah well! Another lofty ideal down the drain.


So what is worth posting about? And why do I feel like it has to be of greater import to do it? For instance a Big Thing happening now (at least to us) - Upon offering our beloved house for sale, horrible awful unfriendly people from California come to buy it. We play hardball on the inspection report when they want various things ripped out of the backyard and rejoice when they back out of the deal... The ogres are gone! One day after it goes back on the market we have wonderful, friendly, nice people from Idaho make an offer over our asking price. Yes!! Now we wait and hope nothing goes wrong with it, entrusting our home into new hands.

And in conjunction I note that the dinner rolls my 9-yr.old and I managed to haphazardly bake this evening smell heavenly and look very "hallmark moment-y" as they sit on the stove, all browned and misshapen. Most of them are already gone, were before they even cooled. I haven't had so much flour around my kitchen for a long time, but she was determined to make a real yeast bread, even donned a too-big calico apron to do it. In spite of my frustrated moments with it and her impatience when it initially refused to rise, we conquered The Buns.

Is that worthy of posting too? I think in many ways it is moreso than the big news. It's the small things like this that draw us close, make us not feel like we are reading a newspaper about top headlines in people's lives, but that we are there with them in their kitchens, gardens, car-troubled traffic jams. And that is really what most of life is made of.

Now if I can just convince myself of it enough to post the little things too.

Comments

[the-tinidril.livejournal.com]

Oooh! Hoping the best with the nice couple from Idaho!

::Cute mental picture of you and daughter covered with flour, beaming with pride::

Post away!

[primsong.livejournal.com]

I hope for the best too - as do our former neighbors who were most trepeditious about having the Sackville-Bagginses next to them. The S-Bs literally turned their backs on them when they went to greet them. 8-(

The new folks seem very friendly and enthusiastic - they seem to be in love with the house, which is what I had prayed for, someone who loved it and would be happy there. (and goodness knows it would be nice to not be so strapped down financially too - the sale means we can make a dent in our monthly debt at last)

[iorhael94.livejournal.com]

I *love* your posts...they are so full of your appreciation for life and nature and so meaningful...keep on posting! (BTW, what is the story on MaidofOrange?)

[primsong.livejournal.com]

She is one of our "fanclub" folks who lived in the New Orleans area - she managed to get herself and her cats to a safe place with a cousin who was a little further inland. She lacks her library job now (it was washed away), but is safe.

[iorhael94.livejournal.com]

I'm so glad she's okay...what about her house or place of residence?

[lin4gondor.livejournal.com]

I know where you are coming from. I started here mostly so I could read other people's journals to keep up with them -- and to this day, I actually find I write more of note in their journals than in my own. Then I thought I could be inspiring by posting interesting stuff in my own journal -- but it's hard to be inspiring every day. ;-) Sometimes mine degenerates into nothing but a list! Though I still post it, because thereby hangs a tale, usually, and even though it sometimes takes a really observant reader to find it, it's still there.

One also sometimes feels odd posting about the mundane yet special events of one's life when seeing the big things that are happening in others' lives -- we don't want to detract from their pain by being silly or ordinary. And yet we all have our own little struggles that for us are life-changing, as much as the other kind of problem.

And sometimes, just reading about the simple pleasures, the baking of bread and the planting of gardens, is just plain what we need to read to remind ourselves that life can go on kinda normal-like sometimes. And when it doesn't, it helps to share that, too.

Share what you are comfortable with, or have time for, but don't ever feel it's not interesting to us. If I were sitting with you drinking coffee at the kitchen table, would you tell me about it? Bet you would! Now you just have to find the time to write it down for us.

((((Prim))))

[primsong.livejournal.com]

((((Lin)))) I am ever amazed that you manage to leave as many comments as you do - it seems every time I go to catch up with everyone, you have been ever before me spreading your rose-petals of encouragement as you go. What a treasure you are among us - I can only hope you know how appreciated your gift of encouragement is.

Hang Ten

[my-cocoon.livejournal.com]

you just did!

even sharing what you think of our crisp fall mornings now followed by the late summer afternoons ... is enough, so we can share life with one of the most influencal and admired and loved people in OUR lives these last years.

(((((((Primula & Clan)))))))

PS
Very Happy that the Sackville Bagginses did not get the house and I hope the Tooks moves in soon.

Ever at yours and your families service,
Ada

Re: Hang Ten

[primsong.livejournal.com]

You flatterer you! ((((Ada))))

The weather *is* just scrumptious isn't it? I'm hoping for one of those Falls where we get to enjoy the colors of the leaves for a while before the rain washes them all down to a soggy taupe and tan carpet.

Nooooo

[my-cocoon.livejournal.com]

just callin it as I see it.
we would not have gotten far without Prim.

[estellye.livejournal.com]

I think your journal is just exactly the type that you describe. It's not the things that seem interesting that draw us in, it's the writer's point of view. It's getting a glimpse into an everyday moment and seeing it in a new way. You have a way of capturing the smell and the taste of the moment, creating art from it and inviting us to peek into your window briefly. It reminds me of the importance of staying in the moment and appreciating the every day blessings in my life. If that isn't something worthy of posting, I don't know what is!

I believe we create energy around ourselves and like-energy attracts like-energy. The ogre buyer couldn't possibly be comfortable in your energy, so they struggled against it and then took themselves out of it, lol. If these friendly, nice buyers are a match for your energy, nothing will stand in the way of a smooth transaction. If you had panicked and thought that there would be no buyer except the ogre buyer, it would have been one unpleasant experience after another as you tried to keep them in your energy. Because you were willing to have faith that a better buyer would be provided for you, you let them go and allowed the blessing of the better buyer in. Anyway, that's how I think it works. ;) I love watching it happen, lol, the trick is remembering to apply it in my own life. You're just full of reminders for me today!

[lothithil.livejournal.com]

Little things are beautiful. I'd rather hear about your kitchen hijinks then the headline news of horror.

I'm glad the Ogres went away. Hope the new folks work out. When we live in a house and build on it, we invest our hearts and time, and that doesn't fade away as the ink dries on the sales receipt.

[accioboytoy.livejournal.com]

Sometimes I think that the folks who are a bit more circumspect in their journalling have the right idea. I myself have gotten into more trouble than it was ever worth by putting myself, my emotions, good, bad and nasty out there. But at the same time, if I am withdrawn and careful, I feel like a fraud, because like it or not I am what I am. If that is a big mouth, than so be it. I take the tack that its entirely a personal choice to read anyone's journal at all, so I do what I feel; sometimes the result makes me happy, and other times...not so much.

I'm happy that your house is selling to people you feel good about - that must be a huge load off your mind. And even though I had nothing particularly cheery to add to your other post ( and all my jokes are dirty ones) I am also feeling your relief as you make the difficult move to release your friend from her hold over you. Friendship is a horribly difficult thing to define, but you know that the definition of that relationship was not one that was making you happy. I hope for new hope for both your friend and your family.