After a long slow cold spring everything in nature seems to be
Waking Up in a Hurry
And it looks like next week will bring summer-like weather already. It feels to me like life has suddenly sped up after months of moving oh so slowly.
It seems that Mother Nature sat at the starting block of the race towards summer stopping, starting, stopping again, waiting, waiting, waiting, for the right moment to begin the race. Now suddenly she’s shot away from the starting block and is racing at top speed towards summer.
Part of me wants to shout, “Wait! I want more spring before summer arrives!”
But mother nature will do what she wants when she wants. Whatever happens with the weather, I intend to savor and enjoy each moment of this beautiful time of year.
Why I Wake Early
Hello, sun in my face.
Hello, you who make the morning
and spread it over the fields
and into the faces of the tulips
and the nodding morning glories,
and into the windows of, even, the
miserable and crotchety–
best preacher that ever was,
dear star, that just happens
to be where you are in the universe
to keep us from ever-darkness,
to ease us with warm touching,
to hold us in the great hands of light–
good morning, good morning, good morning.
Watch, now, how I start the day
in happiness, in kindness.— Mary Oliver
Gardening Season has Arrived
With the warmer temperatures this week I planted lettuce in my container garden outside. And I have some herb plants that I started from seed that really need to be transplanted into my container garden. I also need to water and fertilize my black raspberry bushes in the backyard. Oh, the joy of gardening chores.
Really!
I may complain later this summer but right now it is wonderful to be outside with my hands in the dirt.
Recovery
Both Jon and I are working on gaining back fitness after a long winter indoors and a somewhat challenging year last year. It seems much harder now than it was when we were younger. I take a long walk, come back and sit for awhile to rest and when I get up again everything is stiff and sore and I feel like a little old lady. This getting older isn’t for sissies. I wish I knew what a gift my body was when it was younger! And that I had taken better care of it over the years than I did.
“Do you wake up as I do, having forgotten what it is that hurts or where, until you move? There is a second of consciousness that is clean again. A second that is you, without memory or experience, the animal warm and waking into a brand new world. There is the sun dissolving the dark, and light as clear as music, filling the room where you sleep and the other rooms behind your eyes.”
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It’s time to head out on a short bike ride. Wish me luck! (As I’ve had some pain challenges from my earlier rides this year.) It’s a perfect day for a bike ride.
May you walk in beauty.
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