Horsetooth Reservoir, Fort Collins, CO

The Delight of Being Retired

I recently read a book titled The Delight of Being Ordinary by Roland Merullo. It was a story about the Pope and the Dali Lama hiding out for a few days in the garb of ordinary people. They wanted to be unseen by others so they could see the world again.

I love the title and when I took a kayak ride (yes, it was glorious) I kept repeating the words over and over. The Delight of Kayaking. The Delight of Hiking. But when I said “The Delight of Being Retired” in my mind, I giggled out loud.

Enjoying my green kayak on Horsetooth Reservoir, Fort Collins, CO

It is a delight to be retired. And to be able to get up and out of the house because you want to, not because you have to be at a job. It’s a delight to make plans and change them at will … just because.

The Delight of Being a Blogger.
The Delight of Being a Writer.
The Delight of Being in my Sixties.
The Delight of Having a June Birthday.
The Delight of Making Pancakes.
The Delight of Growing Tomatoes.
The Delight of Growing Older

As you can only imagine, I’m having a great time with these words.

Horsetooth Reservoir, Fort Collins, CO

This past week I went camping with friends. It was the 5th year in a row that we made the effort, reserved the sites (the previous February), decided on the menu and made it happen. We’ve had rainy afternoons, super-hot days, windy nights and cloudy mornings over the years and they have rolled into a sweet and treasured tradition.

Horsetooth Reservoir, Fort Collins, CO

I moved to this area only six years ago so I feel so lucky to have made friends and created traditions and found a sense of belonging.

The Delight of Camping.
The Delight of Star-Gazing.
The Delight of Morning Walks.
The Delight of Engagement.

Retirement is what you make it. You can overload and over schedule your world or you can enjoy the people and events that make you smile. Now is the time to pick and choose where to go and with whom. I keep asking you to join me and maybe someday you will. In the meantime, I’ll keep sharing my sunrises and moon rises with you. And you will be sharing with me in your own delightful way. Of that I have no doubt!

Your thoughts are always welcome here!

SENDING FATHER’S DAY WISHES TO YOU TODAY!


Resources:

The Delight of Being Ordinary by Roland Merullo
Breathe in the Stars 
Something Wonderful
Day 13 – Out Hiking
Sunset at Low Tide

Day 13 – The Wonder of Autumn!

Today was another great day in Paradise (aka Colorado.)

Remember the other day when I tried to ride my bike and hit a detour, today was estes park1sort of similar. Today was going to be a kayak day with my friend. We headed to Horsetooth Reservoir and during the 10 minute drive from my house to the boat ramp we were amazed at how low the water level was from 2 weeks before. After we headed down the ramp we noticed how windy it was! Like… really windy and a leisurely kayak ride would have turned into a struggle against nature. Well, I am not going to fight with Ma Nature so we went to Plan B.

lake estesPlan B was a drive to Estes Park and a walk around Lake Estes. What a great walk that turned out to be – the temperature was in the mid 70’s, blue skies, mountain views and elk resting on the golf course. The wind was refreshing and the walk was energizing. What a delightful treat to be able to hop in the car and drive 40 miles and end up in Estes Park, CO. Pretty darn amazing.

 

November mixup

horsetooth res3For me, November is about mixing things up. It’s about the road less traveled, discovering new trails, meeting new people, joining, moving, painting, and connecting. I am doing all of the above.

One of the items on my November list was to hike a new trail. I did that this week and it was stunning. The air was crisp, cool and clean. The sky was the bluest of blues. The clouds added dimension and character to the photos. Lunch was consumed on a rock. It was delightful.

marge on rock
Enjoying lunch, looking at Horsetooth Reservoir in Lory State Park., Fort Collins, CO

On my list for next week is to paint the bathroom. This one is more work and one I’m not thrilled to do. And there are several steps involved so I just need to take them one at a time. I know you’re on the edge of your seat so I will keep you informed as I move along.

I am busy reading 4 books which is the kind of goal I aim for (not painting the bathroom). And I am in the process of raking my leaves and cleaning my garden. It’s work but it feels good when it’s done.

Infuse your life with action. Don’t wait for it to happen. Make it happen. Make your own future. Make your own hope. Make your own love. And whatever your beliefs, honor your creator, not by passively waiting for grace to come down from upon high, but by doing what you can to make grace happen… yourself, right now, right down here on Earth. –Bradley Whitford

What are you doing to make grace happen?

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Holding Time Accountable

I like to walk and have made it a point to take a walk outside everyday for the past month. In addition, I jot down where I walked and other notes (how I was feeling,  the view, the weather) on my Google calendar. Now when I look back over the month, I remember those walks as if I were right back there.

The act of writing down this information is a method of holding time accountable. It’s a simple technique that helps bridge the past with the present. The ability to remember events, conversations and activities are easier when they have been recorded.

??????????????????????????????? This past week, in the middle of a cool, crisp, sunny day, I ventured on a new trail. It was right there on the side of the road, so I HAD to check it out. The signage informed me the trial led up and over a ridge so I could see Horsetooth Reservoir but I never made it that far. Instead I walked for about an hour and was enjoying the breeze and the wide open skies and getting to the top of the ridge, until I was rudely interrupted by the distinct sound of a rattle.  I didn’t wait to see the perturbed snake and immediately reversed course and headed back.  My return walk had a bit more pep as the adrenaline kicked in and my path was mostly downhill. Once I left the scene of the rattlesnake, I didn’t feel threatened but I was more focused on what was on my path instead of the view above me.

Having shared my daily walking goals on this blog for the whole world (yes, the whole WORLD) to read is a good incentive for me to keep on keeping on.  The walks help me feel connected in a way that has been missing. And being outside is balm for my soul.

Sending hugs to one and all — MargeKatherine