My boy-child had a birthday on Monday, so he had to endure the perfunctory re-telling of his Birth from the point of view of the loins from which he sprung… He loves it. We met up for breakfast, then we took the girls with us to plan and execute a !Surprise! party for their Daddy.
With little effort, the days have calmed into peace. My restlessness has been replaced by restfulness. There is no list, but plenty of work gets done.. The songbirds are begging to be watched and that burly squirrel that’s been stealing my tomatoes stares me down as he walks the fence like a tightrope. The double shepherd’s hook carries matching red feeders that have attracted hordes of whirring hummingbirds that kamikaze in and out of the nearby magnolia. We floated around the pool on a couple of the hottest days, snoozing in the sweltering humidity.
Then the rains came! This was our first opportunity to sit out on the new porch and watch a storm. From the center, you can see the tree limbs, heavy with rain, swirling and bending to the will of the winds within the wind… The steady rains that followed the storm have made lakes in the yard and driven the deer to the higher ground…
Today the temperatures have plummeted to upper 60’s!!. It’s so chilly that I feel like making chili..! and it’s Perfect weather for curling up in a comfy chair and diving into a book. Recently I picked up a couple of books that I’ve been “reading” for the last couple of months and finished them. Now I’m going through my to-be-read list and getting back into the groove, escaping this world with characters created by the likes of Neil Gaiman and Alexander McCall Smith.
And that’s the news around here, folks, that Peace has invaded the Acres like kudzu and I’m just holding still, breathing it all in and breathing out a fog of gratitude.