Here are some suitable songs to listen to today, while you read:
As of late, I've really had the urge to create things with my hands. This started last weekend I think when I was feeling a little down and a little sick with what has been going on the world and how busy people are and how little things don't seem to matter anymore sometimes. I think this all spiraled from being up north a few weekends ago when I had time to just be somewhere without thinking about work (or lack there of), or anything else that is going on right now. It was nice to just sit on the dock with the fresh air (and trust me, up north air is SO much fresher/cleaner then the air that I breathe on a daily basis) and read a book and think about nothing. That being said, when I got home, I kinda hit the wall. I just wanted to be back up north again where things seem to be going at a slower pace and where people aren't texting while walking their dog, or dressed to the nine's to go grocery shopping. I think this need to create things with my hands has come from that weekend. Last weekend I made a pie, dough from scratch and all, and during the week I picked blueberries. Today, while I was reading outside it started to rain (I was covered with a roof on a porch). I decided rather then to go inside, I would just sit there and listen to the rain and read. I knew that inside, the TV was on, the air was blasting; I was not interested. I read outside until I felt satisfied then came inside to bake muffins. It was so gratifying to do something so simple. Muffins where ready and out of the oven and I still felt like doing more. I moved onto chocolate anise biscotti. I'm one of those people that always has to have music on, no matter what is happening, but today, I just opened the window, and baked to the sound of the thunder and rain. Someone in the house turned on the TV to watch more news coverage of an incident that recently happened and I couldn't take it. How dare you ruin my biscotti making, rain listening time with your stupid news story that has already received enough coverage. I'm trying to do something positive with my day, and here you are plunking yourself down in front of the TV to watch another hour of this awful news story that I now have to listen to. I opened the window wider so that the sound of the rain and thunder would drown out the news lady and the horrid story. I think there is something to be said about doing something productive with your hands. It doesn't happen that much any more I don't think. Why bake biscotti when you can just go to Starbucks and buy some? Why knit a scarf when you can just buy one? The list goes on. I feels good to me- it just feels good, and that's all there is too it. It slows me down, when I'm submerged in a society where everything is go go go.
*Image not mine, I don't know where it came from
*Image not mine, I don't know where it came from
The chocolate anise biscotti I made (I have yet to try)
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