Dusty Rooms and Stargazing

January 20, 2016

7:07 a.m.

Deer Park, Michigan

-2 F, and clear, and quiet, save the squeak of boots on snow, if you’re walking up a path

This blog is like a dusty room I haven’t peeked into in ages.  Dismaying to think about.  My shoulders tense into a guilty hunch.  Easier to keep the door closed, as with so many thing in life.  I’ll open it later.  Tomorrow.  But, also as with so many things, it’s not so overwhelming once you do get started, and since I’ve been dealing with a lot of dusty rooms–actual dusty rooms, and cupboards, and corners–lately, I have my approach handy.  Quit talking and/or thinking and just start. Somewhere, anywhere.  And then keep going.

This is the antithesis of a profound insight, and yet it’s easy to forget, or anyway, forget for just long enough to leave the door closed and wander off again.

Better to open it, that’s what I think.  Yank it on open.  As I heard some sports announcer say on the TV last night, It’s never too late to do the right thing.

So now that I’m in here, now what?

I went outside in my pjs while the coffee was brewing.  (PJs plus parka, hat, and boots.)  Took the dog, who was feeling very bark-y.  Walked up the path toward Muskallonge Lake, saw a shooting star–!–and waded through deeper drifts then I’d been imagining.  (Snow up over top of boots and down in.  Shoot.  Cold.  Oh well.  Have come this far, keep going.)  And then I achieved the shore.

There were stars!

Well, I know there are always stars, but it’s been cloudy lately, and it was stars that lured me outside in the first place.  I saw them glinting through the treetops while I leaned against the counter near the coffeepot.  I remembered the planetary alignment.   Five of them in a row for us to admire, and wonder at, and muse over, which is what I wanted to do the moment my friend Gary mentioned it on the phone yesterday afternoon.

And I did, that’s all.

Sallie at sunset on Muskallonge Lake

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13 Responses to “Dusty Rooms and Stargazing”

  1. Jo

    I live in the middle of a city, in an industrialized area, truly from necessity, never from choice.
    but every now and then, when you go out side and you see a few valiant stars shining away in the sky…
    Everything feels like it might be peachy keen anyway.
    ^_^

  2. ellenair

    Jo, I love how you put that, valiant stars shining away…

  3. Mary

    Dusty rooms are perhaps the doors not taken? I sit here,a victim of my own design ( foot surgery) and imagine what I could do and then I can’t. I was going to read The Magic Art of Tidying Up while on sick leave, but decided it might be counterproductive. Hope all is well.

  4. ellenair

    Oh, Mary, I wish you good recuperating. And yes, I think read something else while you can’t get around. I recently read MUCH ADO ABOUT JESSIE KAPLAN (Paula Marantz Cohen) and enjoyed it immensely. It’s smart and hugely readable. You smile and think at the same time, one of my favorite kinds of novel. XO, your northern cousin!

  5. Suzanne Tietjen

    I did that west of you last night too. The snow was deep, the stars were bright and I need to dust off my blog. Thank you for this.

  6. ellenair

    You’re welcome, Suzanne! I like to think of us watching the stars together.

  7. Brenda Towsley

    I also just posted on my blog for the first time in many months. Not such a beautiful post as yours but it was also a just do it or decide to drop the blog completely. I do love to read your posts from mine and the woodworker’s favorite spot to visit. We have stayed in the old lodge in Grand Marais a couple of times and always visit your restaurant at least twice each time. And I loved reading your book, being able to picture the very scenery as I read.

  8. ellenair

    Thank you, Brenda! What is your blog?

  9. Barb

    Thanks for writing again. I peek in hopefully on your blog from time to time and today I feel I got the prize. I so enjoy how you express yourself and what you choose to write about.

    Mary, I am reading The Magic Art of Tidying Up. It reads just like Konmari speaks – crisp and quickly. I loved the part about siblings not being an option when it comes to discarding items you find difficult to part with. I’m the 3rd of 3 girls – grew up in hand- me- downs.

  10. ellenair

    Thank you for continuing to peek! Happy reading!

  11. Barb

    Oops. I meant The Life Changing Magic of Tidying Up.

  12. Pamela Grath

    Yep. Walking up the steep hill. Cleaning the refrigerator. Open the door, and take one step at a time. Sending love your way!

  13. ellenair

    Love back to you, Pamela. And I also am about to clean a fridge. xo


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