Just needed time to goof-off out in my yard, to read and putter and transplant seedlings out there without forming blog posts inside my head (a rather annoying habit these past 11 years). To think my own thoughts, to hear in the silence what noise covers up.
How wonderful to fulfill winter dreams! To sit bathed in sunshine in a sweater, but not too warm, and imagine the crab apple tree has her toes in blue frothy water--
... and to unearth these two picket fence pieces from the garage because I finally (these things take time) thought of the perfect place for them:
How wonderful of God to create Springtime-- weeks where organizing the garage, washing and hanging laundry, and turning heavy garden soil with a shovel feels like playing outside as a child, even if your body feels nowhere near as lithe.
The secret, I believe, is keeping our mind limber and light and free from weight --and taking many, many breaks.
If you've not stepped outdoors yet today, please do, ok? Breathe in fresh air and release any heavy thoughts weighing you down. Fill your head with everything going right, let go of what's wrong. And enjoy God while celebrating Springtime, wherever you may be, city or country or in-between. Finished or unfinished, caught-up or far behind, don't wait for perfection--the perfect friend or child or neighbor or house.
Life is such a sweet, sweet gift, even today. Such as it is.
― Virginia Woolf,
And yes, I actually did read my new Susan Branch book again. It was that good.
I even considered reading it a 3rd time (!), but chose to reread The Gift of an Ordinary Day, instead, underlining the myriad sentences which make me shake my head at her ability to put into words exactly how I've felt before. Like this, for example:
"In the meantime, the answer to every question seems to lie in letting go, settling into the long, spacious days and restful nights---all the windows open, all the doors unlocked---and trusting that for the moment anyway, we are exactly where we need to be. Whenever I manage to do that, when I can give myself over to the moment at hand, I am suffused with peace."
Have you watched the movie, Joy, yet? Oh, that first half hour--so subtly, delightfully quirky that I giggled nearly every moment.
The rest became pretty intense, but still, inspiring. You know, one of those 'never quit, even when everyone else tells you to' films.
Based on a true story. For a Christian perspective review, go here.