This has been kind of a hard week. Not because of anything in particular, but a lot of things combined. Sophie's been sick (AGAIN!), I didn't feel well all week, work has been difficult, and personal relationships strained and frustrating. Our lawn mower was stolen last year, and our current one wouldn't cut butter. We now have the longest grass on the block, and have borrowed our neighbor's mower more often than is neighborly.
The weather all week has been cold and my allergies have been killing me. Advil and Loratadine are doing nothing for my sinus headache. Still, yesterday was 76 degrees and sunny. My day off, to boot. So Sophie and I walked to the park down the street from our house.
We met trees
and marveled at their size
and I came home, reminded to be thankful for things.
Like popcorn and ice cream for supper
and dogwoods
Precociousness
and mornings that end in jam covered faces.
Ah yes, the world IS a beautiful place to be born into.
7 comments:
I love knowing that I have friends that know it is the little things in life that we should feel blessed by. There is a dogwood in my yard that I pass everytime I walk down to the barn and it always makes me smile. Thanks for reminding me of that. Hugs!
This is such a beautiful post! You are like the buddha. In these moments of unimpeded awareness there is a wonderful sense of lightness of being, and a sense of the rightness to things just as they are. Thank you
I don't think I'd go that far, Patrick, but I do try to stay present, in the moment. I think I learned much of that from you.
Also, are you mowing the lawn??? Would you come talk to my wife please please please
lovely posts, lovely pics! I have a feeling next week will be so much better. :) {{hugs}}
good for you, for claiming this turn-around moment/day.
who the heck steals a lawnmower????? sorry bout that, lovely lady! i love you lots and im glad that youre the type who can find joy even in the midst of craziness all around!
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