from Latin acquiescere, from ad- ‘to, at’ + quiescere ‘to rest.’

Inside, we don't feel so old,
although our children are (mostly) grown
and their conversations amongst themselves seem banal.
We still wear the same clothes
think the same thoughts-
The same feelings seize our nervous systems & flood our cells
with the same hormones-
some more than others.

And then on one occasion
or more than one occasion,
we are passers by, or
in,  the ebb and flow
of our daily travels, our daily travail,

and we catch a glimpse
of what others see.
And this glimpse, more than all of the peering into the mirror and counting wrinkles
and the counting of the scars,

it is this glimpse that makes us feel our age
and we acquiesce.

Doodles

Another kind of summer sampler

From the book "Knitting Lace, a Workshop with Patterns and Projects"
a book by Susanna E. Lewis.
Wherein I decided I will learn to make lace and actually practice a
small thing before leaping in lock, stock and spinning wheel.

What the post brought

A quilt hug from a distant friend and yarn that is made with camel
hair and cashmere. The timing is perfect.

Design wall

Sand scuptures on the beach

Ready

Nachos at Aye Carumba.

Our intention was to order salad. Do you see any salads?#dayoffdiet

Morning stroll