I have been working on taking a picture everyday with my phone. I am not looking to take photos that will end up in National Geographic or get printed and hang on the wall. They are all about documenting the moments of this life I am living. I don’t know what I expected when I decided to do this in 2021. It is turned out to almost be a visual gratitude journal. It is also a memory box of little moments I have forgotten were it not for picture. When I look at the pictures I have taken I can see so many moments that are good. Some are simply photos of the food that I have made, others are of art or craft projects, some are of my family, there are weather and the landscape photos, and some are just plain nonsensical. It isn’t easy to find something to photograph each day, but with time and practice it has gotten easier. I worry less and shoot more.
One of the other benefits of capturing a moment each day with my camera is that I have learned to use some of the more advanced features of my phone. I was doing an evening walk the other night and I learned how to use the night mode to capture my home and see the differences it makes.
It has been fun once I got over the worry about shooting good and relevant pictures. I encourage you to do the same. Let me know how it goes for you.
The snow itself is lonely, or if you prefer, self sufficient. There is no other time when the world seems composed of one thing and only one thing! Joseph Wood Krutch
In November RangerSir and I signed up for a class that was going to help us move to a more healthy lifestyle. With RangerSir finishing up his first year of retirement it seemed an opportune time to really think about our new lifestyle and the impacts COVID had also had on us. The class was focused on moving toward healthy weight and activity levels that would provide benefits to your body in the form of improvements in your glucose, blood fats…etc. As I have reached my first major goal, I am re-evaluating what healthy looks like.
When I first started this program for me it was mainly setting goals were about loosing weight and being more active. They were easy goals to set because they were very number driven. Now I as I reached my first weight goal, I was forced to recon with the fact that a number did not make you healthy. Nor did it possibly reflect my goal which was to live to be a healthy, active 82 year old woman. Sort of a strange goal, I know. What happens when I get to 82? But when asked about my goal this is what popped out of my mouth at one of the online weekly sessions as part of this class.
But looking at this goal there are much bigger flaws than the number 82. What does healthy and active mean to me? What does a healthy active woman look like to me?