I have become so lazy about posting regularly to Sacred Ordinary, but after all these years (8+) I'm having a hard time coming up with stuff to comment on, I guess. Life just has a way of shifting what becomes important at different ages and stages. Facebook and all the social networking sites have preoccupied me, too, but more than anything it's my fits and starts with all different kinds of art. When the weather is good, however, and right now it happens to be yummy and delicious, it is my patio yard that draws me every day. It's here I read the morning papers each day, where I write in my handwritten journal, and where I come to dig and putter to reconnect to the earth.