Emergence

This picture of Jingles describes how I felt for several days at the beginning of the week.

I just wanted to keep the world at bay.
So I retreated.

On Tuesday, while checking plants on the balcony and talking to a friend on the phone, I was mesmerized by this little insect that flew directly into a tiny hole and then reemerged a short while later.

Emerging: "the act of becoming known or coming into view"

It was a true reflection of how I had been feeling.
That night, I was inspired by a post by my friend, Maureen, about a community coloring project in Brooklyn; so did a bit of my own color therapy.

And my youngest son sent the below image with the message "it's weird actually having an Autumn".

So, on Wednesday morning, I took a walk with my crocheted leaves, and created my own little Autumn here in the desert.

I left a little love behind at my neighborhood park.

And that afternoon I attended a volunteer meeting at The Secret Garden to plan our Saturday gardening day.

Finding this little fella in the dirt at the garden certainly brought a smile to my face.

Happy Friday!