Mesmerized by Morning Coffee

Morning.  Stretch.  Time to wake.  Breakfast.  Kids. Husband.  COFFEE.  Stillness.  Morning sounds.  Mesmerized by steaming coffee.  It swirls.  Sigh.  Let the day begin.

VNA Farmer's Market

Travis made the evening news promoting the Farmer's Market he helped bring to the VNA! (Be patient and the video will pop up)

Psst. I'm a hooper and I love it!

HELLO my friends.
For those of you who don't yet know, I have become a hooper.

A Hula Hooper!

I have 2 adult size hoops. One which actually comes apart to make for easy travel.  I love them.

I'm not that good at it yet. But I have been having a blast learning how.   It is an amazing workout and just so much fun.  I know I hoop best to music. All types of music and have created a few Hoop Mixes that Travis says seem be played on repeat. 

(They aren't, but He thinks so)

Hooping takes practice, practice, practice.
It's what every hooper tells you. So when you are impatient and just want to 'get it' , it doesn't always happen.  So I've  been practicing. I've actually stepped out-doors with  my hoop and even taught a few other friends how.  This was a big step and took courage.   There is something about a hula hoop that draws people in. It is joyous. It brings smiles.  How I love that.

Oh how I am excited for Autumn.

Hooping outdoors in the crisp air without breaking a sweat the first minute I 'm out. I'm ready for open space to practice in. My living room isn't quite cutting it. 

I seem to feel clumsy with my hoop and am working on the "FLOW" of moving my hoop around. So I practice.

Will you join me. Practice with me?  I promise you will love it.

I have become an avid follower of hooping.org and love all the inspiring videos that help encourage my journey. Here are a few of my favorites.

 

They do love each other

The sound of sweet laughter and play. No screams, cries, loud noises. It really makes you stop immediately what you are doing to go catch the moment.

And you find them... together... smiling... in a BOX.

How fun is that?

Peachy July

When a friend sends a text letting you know that their peach trees are ripe, loaded, and ready to be picked, but they are out of town on vacation for another week or more. 

When she she says the house keeper is expecting your call. Please go pick peaches for your family because the peaches taste like candy. 

YOU GO AND PICK YOU SOME PEACHES! 

Forget about the 100 degree weather. They are sweet and juicy.

Take a stroll down to visit the chickens. Cock-a-doodle-do a bit.

Soak in the joy summer-time brings.

Peach moon of July's night sky.
We were a sweet, sweaty, sticky mess of FUN!  Thank you Dodd family!

Then the return home. 

The work begins.

All for Jam!

Summer

SUMMER

the season between spring and autumn; a span of hot, usually sunny weather; the period of finest development, perfection or beauty previous to any decline (as in: the summer of life)