MY Caring Stone

   It is no secret that I have not felt myself for some time now.  Things just do not seem to get better.  I do more puttering than work now, it seems.  There are a ton of menial, non-important chores that are being tended but I do them slowly and without much gusto.  The body says it does not want to do anything but the brain thinks differently.  So, I putter around the house and Small Gardens, once again.  Hopefully, the New Year will find me in a different mode.

  This afternoon, I was awaiting some family members to drop by so spent the time soaking up a bit of warm sunshine.  When they were no-shows, I decided that the very best I could do would be to clear the leaves from Pebble Creek (glorified drain ditch).  I was on my hands and knees when I spied the "sun" peering up at me from the gravel.  Well, now.  I found a new stone for my Caring Stone collection.  This one is for me.  I need care.  I need to think about me.  So, the stone was added to the birdbath where I could remember to care.  

  The stone has an image of the sun in the middle (if you use your imagination).  At first glance, the sun appeared to be painted onto the stone but, in reality, it is just part of the stone, itself.  That is not paint!  The "sun" is there to stay.  This made me think that, perhaps, I need sunshine in my life.  With activities being greatly curtailed, I grasp at any happiness within reach.  My Caring Stone will be a reminder of that.  Every time I peek at that sun, I will strive to find something that will bring a smile.  Come one New Year, bring some better times, please.