Thursday, February 11, 2010

Alone...and OK...it's life...

This is what I envisioned one day, as I married the man of my dreams...or so I thought...
things happen, friends part...and life goes on...
those dreams of sitting together on the ol' porch swing
turning the golden age melds into mists of memories...

The dreams of my dream home are dashed,
however, I'm lucky
and I've moved on...

with the help of a furry heathen,
my life is full of interesting events...

I can wander at my leisure...
dream in my own space...

and weather the times,
like old woods,
bending, yet telling stories
of what it is to grow old(er)...


and have the freedom to daydream
and look to the future
of what might have been
and what will be...



it is what it is...

after all I live in a pink shack
and love all that it is
a fairy tale, perhaps...
but to me it's freedom
and a brave world
unshackled by tradition
and the one who would say...

NOW WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU'RE GONNA PUT THAT!!!

17 comments:

trash talk said...

To which you reply..."Bend Over"!
Reflective and beautiful...especially Scratchy.
Debbie

Golden West said...

Scratchy looks like he may think he's a much larger dog! Maybe he measures his size in comparison to squirrels... What a character he is!

Colleen said...

Lovely post ..really..lovely photos and sweet words. I love Scratchy {the adorable heathen} and I know he'd sit with you on any swing - anywhere, anytime :-)

Your photos are hauntingly beautiful...

High Desert Diva said...

You've built yourself a life suited just for you. I say bravo.

simplyiowa said...

Oh Sharon...
You are never alone... So many love you... and your best pal, Scratchy, adores you...
Always know, you are loved...
Barb C.

donna baker said...

When I am pushed too far, I say, "you better run." It sounds like a good life. And even better when spring gets here.

Victoria said...

What a beautiful post.
The old barn and silo are truly lovely, I can feel their spirit through your photograph. And your dear Scratchy looks like a most wonderful companion.

Here's to quiet beauty, the slow passing of time, and the love of a good dog!

xo Victoria and Ellie

cconz said...

i love this post sweet lady. I could feel those words

willow said...

You live in the most charming pink shack in the whole world. And that furry heathen is pretty darn cute, too. (fabulous shots)

Sophee-a Laroo Bijoux and Sheri too said...

Sometimes.....and more often then I should...I wish I did not have someone to say"where are you going to put that" and....I dream of a little pink shack.

I guess...I can live vicariously through you :)

Honey...if you read this"I love you"~lol ...but I love my junk too.

summersundays-jw said...

You're picture of the pink chateau is wonderful. Love your words. I just always tell myself that I am where I'm suppose to be. Jan

sweetpea said...

best post i've read lately anywhere. you hit the nail square on the head as always.

hugs,

shelley

MARY PERNULA said...

Pink and beautiful, it is your home and that is all that matters. I love it and love what you just wrote in this post.........take care xo Mary

Rebecca said...

How I adore your little pink cottage! I admire your outlook and satisfaction with life. I think this is a wonderful season of life, don't you?

(I happen to be blessed to live with One who doesn't ask "What're you gonna to do with THAT?" In fact, he's my only junking partner and brings along a book to read knowing I'll take a little longer than he does!)

nostalgia*gal said...

I am new to the blogging word and have to drop a note to say your blog is so haunting. As in haunting beautiful!
I must of spent the last ½ hour reading your words and your calm music!
I relate your old couple on the porch swing and your words “Alone…and OK…its life”
I hope someday soon to come and visit you area.

BLOGitse said...

You do live in your little paradise your kind of life - what a freedom indeed!

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rosanne keen said...

i have just discovered your blog and it sends me into the dream world on days when reality is too real...i have envisioned my life just as yours, i joke with my grown children that they will one day visit their mom in a shack in the woods with my dog and my shotgun..only for protection...i wouldn't know what to do with a shotgun..your pink house is beautiful and your life is admirable..i am already 57 and i don't see any sign of change in the near future..you keep my hopes alive with your beauty and your truth...thankyou