“Burning Horizonz’ – Mira – @deepgreens.bsky.social
I think this is stunningly beautiful.
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Today is Friday, our ‘out-of-pocket’ day, as far as schedules go. My throat is still sore and I was coughing much of the night, so opted out of the gym this morning. Brian was the same.
I have just come back from a beautiful massage from Khun Weaw, and am feeling really good, otherwise, now. Brian had to vacate his place because of Khun Nong’s sister cleaning, so he has been working down here. He just went to pick up a snack he ordered for us. YUM!!
After a while, we will pack up and go to the cafe to spend the afternoon so that the housekeeper’s sister can clean MY place.
“If you are not coffee, chocolate or bacon, I’m going to need you to go away.”
– Anonymous
Etsy
“I like my coffee like I like myself: strong, sweet, and too hot for you.”
–Jac Vanek
NayNay’s Junk Drawer
“Coffeeology: Espresso yourself. So many blends, so little time. Take life one sip at a time, and stay grounded. Better latte than never. Take time to smell the cover.”
I just finished this latest painted sketch. This one intimidated me because it’s a shrine, a holy place, a sacred place, but I wanted to try to capture the quiet, the calm, the reverence of the many shrines everywhere we go in the city. On many days there are flowers left, soft drinks, snacks. It is said the spirits are fond of sugary things, and people want to please them. Piles of flowers, garlands, lights – all kinds of things are left to honor the spirits. None of these things are ever touched. I guess someone finally clears things out, but that happens when people don’t see it. This is one style of shrine. The other major one is a “house,” usually meant to thank the spirits for allowing the person to build a house or open a shop on a piece of land, and the house is meant to make up for that. I’ll try to find a good image of that sometime soon.
This is another one I finished today.
“Mr. Natural” is the first in the series of Harvey’s long time favorite cartoon characters that I’m painting and will add to his “Happy Wall” tomorrow when we go visit.
This is one of the mailbox decorations we made when we lived in Arkansas. Anyway, I’m hoping that Harvey will get a kick out of putting these up on his wall and give him some happy memories.
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Brian came up to my table at the front window at the cafe early today, saying he was ready to go home. When we got home, he steered me to the pick up area where there was some type of ‘goody’ waiting. It turne out to be the to-die-for delicious cream-filled, no-name “thingie” that we love. We snarfed it down handily. Then he tuned my guitar, and we talked about the fact that it seemed a little unusual that this guitar needs to be tuned every day. He then showed me another way to do the “C” chord that might help with my finger-stretching and flesh-on-the-box problem. I’ll try it after dinner.
Happiness come from within, and one of the things you need to know is that your happiness depends on shedding. Think of it as shedding like a sheep is sheared or like a dog with long, matted hair is cleaned up at the groomer’s. Getting rid of all that ‘weight’ is the first step to happiness.
When we moved to Chiang Mai, Thailand, a bit over a year ago to retire and live close to our grown son, we faced over 40 years of accumulation. We had a large house with attics, a basement, a full room pantry, a porch, a deck, books and collections filling every room, a room devoted to my art and supplies and business, a 2o x 40 foot fully-equipped shop, two vehicles not including riding mowers, and more. Getting rid of all that broke my heart – until I looked at it differently.
We met some new neighbors who were ‘creators’ who bought a lot of the equipment in our shop. The woman is an artist, and she bought a lot of my art supplies and equipment. A friend bought our truck. We gave her our new lawn mower because at one point she was kind enough to give us hers when we didn’t have the money to buy one. Best of all, these people opened their hearts and adopted our dog and cat – the hardest and most beautiful thing of all.
We had to pare things down to one suitcase and one backpack each to make the trip to Thailand. We left everything else behind. Everything. It was auctioned at pennies on the dollar – the yard critters we created from scrap metal, the sheet metal decorations for our mailbox , things listed for sale on Etsy – all of it.
I learned to see that as a freeing experience. We were too old and ill to take care of our place anymore, no matter how much we wanted to. We wanted to retire and live close to our son. Make a new start, live a healthier life, be able to see our son all the time. The fact that our son wanted us to do this meant the world. The fact that my husband agreed and was willing to try a totally new lifestyle still amazes me.
We lived in an air bnb here in the building where I now have my condo and Brian has his. As you know, my husband had a stroke two weeks after we arrived here and he is now in a nursing home. So that meant shedding all of the retirement plans we had made, as well, prioritizing finding a good place that would give our husband/dad the care he needed.
Once we got him in a place we could trust, we could concentrate on my moving into my condo, changing out a bunch of the furniture, arranging things, fixing others, etc. I am enjoying learning to take my time in creating my place. Each piece in here MEANS something to me or it goes. I have minimal supplies and equipment. All I need. I have learned that having a winter’s worth of something is no longer a priority. I get what I need. If I run out, I either get more or let it go. Having fewer things makes it much easier to keep things in place and make it easier for my housekeeper (!) to clean. I can find things easily, straighten things quickly, and look around taking pride in MY place.
I am learning to donate, recycle, or throw away, rather than store things ‘just in case,’ Donation is wonderful. I love the idea of someone else being able to make use of something I no longer need. Recycling is a money maker for the condo. If I can’t do either of those things, I get rid of it. I don’t make space for things I can’t prove to myself I need anymore.
I have learned to build my new life around things that bring me joy. I work jigsaw puzzles. I play on the computer. I read. I try to sketch things and then paint them. I write blog posts and love interacting with the people who take the time to read what I’ve written, like the post, or maybe even comment. I spend much of my day either writing or researching things to write about or share. I’m trying to re-learn to play the guitar and sing. Right now I can only play two chords and sound like a sick frog, but hey – I’m the only one listening. I love to listen to YouTube in the evenings before bed to wind down and to share the joy the newly discovered talents of the singing competition shows as the contestants are shown people LIKE what they are hearing.
I’m taking my health really seriously, having almost not had the chance to BE here a year ago. I now go to the gym every morning and walk a mile on the treadmill. I do either yoga stretches or exercises with water bottles in the afternoon. I do exercise videos or dance to heavy beat music on a haphazard basis. I take the stairs going down from Brian’s to my condo. I’m finally almost to my goal weight now and I want to continue to eat healthy meals, stay in my tiny allowance area of my weight, and build my strength, flexibility and balance.
I don’t ‘know what I’m doing.’ Like on the guitar, I’m playing this by ear. Doing what seems to me to be right for me now. I have a list of what makes me happy and am working to include as much of it as possible in my days.
I won’t tolerate ‘surface’ people anymore. I shed people when I find out that they don’t share my values. I’m talking about the really core issues that make us human. I treasure the wonderful people I have found in this life and try to tell and show them how very much they mean to me. I don’t play games trying to impress people anymore. I am who I am. What you see and hear and read is what you get. Real relationships are what is important to me now.
I do the best I can every day and have shed worrying about things I can’t control. Like the ‘do not disturb’ button on the phone, I hit the ‘don’t worry about this button’ in my mind.
I am happier with all the shedding of things, weight, old ideas and feelings, people who weren’t worth the bother, and things I couldn’t do anything about anyway. Nanea Hoffman says it succinctly and well. I am trying to live by her words.
I’m trying really hard not to get sick. I opted out of the gym this morning. I have a bit of a sore throat, some hoarseness to my voice, a slight runny nose, a slight cough. Nothing exciting like fever, chills, not being able to eat or sleep, etc., though. If I show more symptoms, or the ones I have get worse, Brian will make me a concoction of Vitamin C powder, although he doesn’t think it helped him this time.
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I’ve been spending my time doing base painting of my sketches and working on my magificent cheetah puzzle this morning. Since I’m not feeling bad, I’m hoping we’ll spend time at the cafe, where I can do the details on finishing my painted sketches while drinking a mocha. Maybe I can luck out and get “MY” spot today!
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More of my most recent painted sketches.
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One thing that impresses me so much about Thailand is men not being afraid to show their softer side. I keep seeing wonderful sights like a big, burly man on a motorcycle. His motorcyle is pink and his tee with the cut off arms is picking, letting his sleeve tattoos show. Couple that with a pink helmet with bear ears attached to the top and his backpack with several cute little stuff animals attached to it. The thing that is super wonderful is that this is NOT an uncommon sight here. Grab drivers have stuffed kitties asleep on their dashboards. Grab motorcycle riders are blowing bubbles on their way down the road. Men show their emotions when something sweet touches them. What a beautiful thing!
This tree is at Harvey’s nursing home. I have no clue what it is. I’m amazed at the huge green ‘fruit’ hanging from some of the branches.
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Speaking of fruit, Brian received a gift when he was out walking yesterday afternoon. A lady who runs a Thai food shop stopped him. (He really likes that place, but her hours run such that, since we don’t eat lunch, we basically can’t go while she’s open.) She gave him a mango (a yellow one), just to be nice. We shared it for breakfast this morning and I don’t see how a fruit could taste better. It was perfectly ripe and very sweet. Absolutely delicious!
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AND, speaking of how NICE people are here in Chiang Mai, when we were at the cafe this afternoon, the nice lady server I gave the earrings to brought me my mocha. She had noticed that I always get up soon after my drink arrives, and get two napkins – one to fold under the glass and the other to wrap around the drink. (The glass gets wet and I can’t do my sketches or finish my painted sketches with wet fingers. ) Today without a word, my drink had a napkin folded under it, and another napkin wrapped around it in such a way that she had ‘TIED’ it to stay on the glass. She is really spoiling me. (The other two servers, including my guy I had the water fights with) don’t do that, so I’ll just enjoy the spoiling when it happens. :0)
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AND – a special treat while I was at the cafe – a lady stopped by my table, looking amazed. Then she had a delighted look on her face. She asked me if she could take a picture. She did, and thanked me. I told her I was just trying to teach myself how to draw and then painting the sketches. Before we left, I stopped and thanked her for making my day. 🎨
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These are new painted sketches.
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We went to visit Harvey this morning. He was comfortable and calm, but basically wanted to watch TV instead of talk with us. We confirmed that he is reading his book – not whether or not he’s using the reading light he asked us to get for him – but that was the whole of the conversation today. I’m thankful he was content and interested in the pretty ladies doing something similar to a QVC channel.
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Acoustic Guitar
I’m making a bit of progress on relearning my basic chords. I can now play “A” and “E minor” without referring to anything and they sound okay. “C” is still a disaster – I can hear my teacher from the Dark Ages telling me to “keep your flesh off the box, dahlin'” as my strings are all flat and muffled. I’m trying to learn to change my grip so my fingers will stretch, and push hard enough, but the fingertips give out before I can get the clear sound I want. I keep practicing really short sessions several times a day, trying to build up my callouses so I can practice longer…
I LOVE the light in this photo and all the different shades of green. What a beautiful place to spend a lot of time!
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Brian was better today, so we went to the gym this morning. He’s still not 100%, but he was exercising, eating, and we went to the cafe to spend some time this afternoon. He wanted to take a long walk in the sunshine. “Long walk” means MILES in “Brian-speak,” so I opted out. I’m so glad to see him perking up.
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I finished several painted sketches today. I’ve been doing the base painting here in the condo and then taking my colored pencils and other detail finishing supplies in my art backpack to the cafe. I had gotten way ahead on sketches, and I’m almost out of space to do new sketches in this book, so I’m doing some catch up.
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I’m having to pick and choose what I will do with my time these days, running out of time long before I have done all I wanted to do. Frustrating to be so spoiled that I can’t decide which thing will bring me the most joy to do next….
I think this artwork is absolutely amazing. There are no words to describe the light and shadows and the depth of the work. I’ll just sit here and drool.
“Sunrise over Lake Superior from Grand Marais” – Bryan Hansel – Substack
Isn’t this glorious?
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Brian is trying really hard NOT to get sick, so we didn’t go to the gym this morning. He is resting and loading up on Vitamin C. We shared a Thai breakfast this morning of a rice porridge dish called, “Joke,” a combination of rice, chicken and nice spices all mortared and pesteled into a nice dish. We had a side of watermelon. I’m not sure if we’ll go to the cafe this afternoon or not.
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Two latest painted sketches.
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This is for everybody, but especially for Donna, who takes almost as much interest in the puzzles as I do. The border doesn’t show here, except for the black part under the cheetah.
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I’m moving from guitar practice, to puzzle, to blog post, to painting and then back again. It’s been a very nice morning. I will plan on adding my exercises with water bottles this afternoon since we opted out on the gym this morning.
Happy May! I hope this month brings you nicer, calmer weather, some flowers pushing up confirming Spring, and lots and lots of smiles.
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Two latest painted sketches. I tried to show in this one that it doesn’t matter what kind of shop it is, the people use lots of plants to make it inviting.
I’m into a fun pattern now, where I paint some sketches at home, then take them to the cafe to add details and finish them, then do more sketches.
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Yesterday at the cafe they were taking pictures of drinks for some kind of promotion. I wasn’t in the way and they allowed me to watch. They would make a drink – for example, a pretty one with purple froth on top. Then they would go outside and find some tiny purple flowers and greenery to add to the top of the drink before photographing. It was beautiful and fascinating. They saw I was taking an interest, so they started looking at me for at thumbs up when I liked what I saw. 😁
I used Google Translate yesterday to thank the lady server there who has been so kind to me. She watches for ‘my spot’ to open up, for example. She came and got me recently and helped me move my stuff! Anyway, I thanked her for being so kind. I told her I had made some wooden earrings and wanted to give them to her as a gift for her kindness. I thought she was going to cry. It was a really nice moment.
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We are going to visit Harvey this morning. The nursing home sent Brian a picture of him READING! He wasn’t using the reading light (it was in bed with him) but he was reading again for the first time in a long time. We’re hoping to encourage that today, show him how to use the light again, if needed, and hopefully brighten his day.
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I’m practicing with my guitar – though progress is painfully slow – and learning one chord at a time now. I’m learning “A”, picturing it in my mind rather than referring to diagrams, and doing as well as I can placing my fingers as near the frets as possible, continuing to work at it until I get a good, clean sound. I do this several times before my fingertips start yelling at me. I’m building callouses as I practice. 🎸
As of this morning, I’ve lost 92 lbs and 89 inches. I was to lose 3 more pounds and then hold it steady there. I’ll still eat two meals a day, watching my portions, but I won’t have to obsess about not being able to eat any particular kind of food anymore.
Another good thing – with my lard loss and exercising, I now take 1/2 of one blood pressure pill every other day, keeping my numbers under control, where I was in danger of real trouble when I first moved to Thailand. So that and my thyroid pill (I had mine radiated due to Grave’s Disease several years ago) are my only prescription drugs now.
My focus has now turned to adding more movement every day –
I’m walking a mile on the treadmill every day – trying to increase my speed and the incline percentage as I can while concentrating on my balance
On alternate days I do either a session of yoga stretches or exercises with water bottles.
I’m taking the stairs in my building coming down routinely. I’m going UP when I’m not carrying anything.
I’m putting on some heavy beat music on my computer, putting on my headphones, and dancing to a couple of songs at least every other day.
I’m trying to use opportunities to get extra movement in as they arise – for example, today we needed to get cash for tomorrow, but our regular ATM wasn’t working. We walked to another one, and then took the long way home, stopping to visit my Koi fish on the way back.
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I’m consciously trying to ‘up my game’ on my sketches, trying to do some I wouldn’t have considered before. I’m sketching every day, particularly since we’re spending time at the cafe, with Brian working and my sketching, reading, and watching the traffic, so I have dedicated time now to concentrate on what I consider more difficult challenges. Drawing every day, doing the best that I can, and then having the fun of painting my drawings, is filling a good part of my day with joy.
I’ve had a good, busy day. It’s just after 4pm on Wednesday here, and I have been going non-stop the whole day. It has been glorious.
When we aren’t going to visit Harvey, I’m starting to paint one of my sketches when I get back from the gym and breakfast with Brian. While the paint is drying, I’m answering email and blog post comments, then doing a session with my new guitar. This morning I then did good yoga stretches, then did another layer of painting, another session with the guitar, and then it was time to go to the cafe. I did some good sketching – starting out at one place and then getting to move to ‘my spot’ to spend a good while. Brian, who was already wearing a sweatshirt over his tee, was too cold, so we came home.
I’m starting a new sketchbook (#3) very soon, so I got that ready this afternoon.
I laughed when I started trying to work with my guitar this morning. When I first learned to play, my teacher, who was from the deep south, would say, “Keep your flesh off the box, dahlin’.” You’re supposed to put your finger TIPS down close to the frets, resulting in a nice tone. When you “put your flesh on the box, dahlin’,” the sound is completely deadened. I was, indeed, puttin’ my flesh on the box, dahlin’ this morning – the neck of this guitar is quite wide for me, so I’ll have to work on techniques to get my hands and fingers to stretch to position them correctly so my chords sound like music, rather than noise.
It has been around 60 or so years since I played and sang at my high school, at my college, and at “The Dust Bowl” in Tulsa, a place where folk singers were welcome, so to say I’m starting over, learning the chords, finger positions, how to use a new style capo, is an understatement. There’s a YouTube site that helps you tune your guitar, another that shows basic chords and finger positions. When I’m ready, YouTube also offers songs with lyrics and chords! I basically play by ear, so this will help me out a lot.
My fingers hurt after only a few minutes, so I’ll do a session, rest and do something else, and then do another session, building my knowledge, calluses, and hopefully learning the proper finger positions so I can actually play some chords.
This is a wonderful way to learn. I have absolutely no pressure. No deadlines. No one will hear me croak or play. The insulation in the building is good so my neighbors won’t hear me. I am really, really happy to try to add back making some music to my new life.
We had a challenging visit with Harvey this morning. He thought I was his mom and that Brian was his dad, even though we tried to correct him. He also announced that the nursing home had served everyone ‘dog’ with mashed potatoes for dinner last night; specifically, ‘your dog’ meaning his parents’ dog, Gypsy. He said he recognized her, but they were getting low on food… We took the reading light, and he seemed to think that would work well. We’ll see if he actually uses it.
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The rest of my day was super wonderful, though. On the way home from the visit with Harvey we stopped and found a used acoustic guitar! The shop owner through in the case, and Brian gave me a capo and a pick.
I feel as if this is Christmas, my birthdays, my anniversary, and National Pickle Week all rolled into one. The neck of this guitar is much wider that the guitar I had so long ago, so I’ll have to completely start over with learning and being able to play the chords, as well as build the calluses I used to have on the tips of my fingers, plus I sound like a sick frog – but I don’t care. I’m ecstatic! I found a Youtube site that shows me the basic chords and I’ll practice those until I know them again. I figured out that it has been over 60 years since I played and sang in college – so to say I’m a bit rusty doesn’t begin to cover it. 🤭 I have the perfect situation for starting over. No pressure. No time limits. No one listening. Just me and the guitar, croaking together. PERFECT!
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I spent a couple of hours at the cafe this afternoon. I did a sketch for our 57th wedding anniversary which I’ll paint and take to Harvey in June. I also did a sketch for Father’s Day, plus two sketches of his favorite cartoon characters.
I can’t say enough about Nanea Hoffman. I always find something that resonates, that I needed to hear. This time I snorted when I got to the last line – “may your humor keep you out of jail.”
What she says is how I’m trying to live my life. I’m shedding everything possible that stands in the way of peace. There are things in life we HAVE to put up with, but we can get rid of a LOT of the things that annoy, frustrate, increase tension, and otherwise cause us constant grief. Getting rid of that feels so GOOD! Meditation and just sitting with my eyes closed feeling grateful is filling me up.
This is a great way to start a week, a month, a year – the rest of your life.