I have just spent about an hour outside at the picnic table.
In the sun.
In sleeveless top.
Mostly keeping sleeping Max-in-diaper company and making sure he kept sleeping and didn't get up and wander away.
Lilac scent wafting around the corner of the house.
Mockingbird singing, singing, from the tops of the trees, one song to another. He barely stops for breath.
Doug brought over a small dump load of fifteen-year-old cow manure for the garden. It shines in the sun like black gold, looks as if it could at any moment burst into growth without benefit of any human effort.
I read my Cooking Light magazine. Even if I never made any of the recipes, that magazine makes me feel good. The recipes all look so simple and so beautiful, and mostly easy provided I could keep my mind on what I was doing for five minutes. It's a magazine full of Possibility.
All that joy and it's still only 10am.
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8 comments:
Wow! You're right: all that and it's just beginning. What a great day we have ahead, here in my part of the world. Sunshine for days...
I can feel the joy all the way over here. So glad life is good for you, in the moment. Savor it!
A lovely morning. Thanks for sharing your joy.
Awww, what a lovely day that is...so glad you could enjoy your glorious day!
Nice to lounge in the sun, especially if you don't get much, we have just had the first couple days of dry weather in a month and a halfish, ive been lounging, inbetween weeding and sweeping.
One of those magic moments in time.
My brother-in-law recently cracked me up by talking about how the latest issue of a cooking magazine has the effect formerly reserved for girlie mags.
Everybody deserves a glorious day every so often.
Now I see what happened - that winter dark monster had you harder in his grips than I realized. With your other readers, I'm glad you are feeling the sun. Pretty soon we'll hear about bright summer dresses and multicolored bangles!
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