Just Thursday

Mr. Spit made me supper and then I went and sat in my garden this, carefully not thinking about the work still to be done (although it’s work I like, it’s still work) and not thinking about the grass, which is deader than dead. (very expensive patented grass stuff does not appear to be working)

I sat in my Adirondack chair, with a cup of coffee and a very good book, and I smelled my neighbour’s mayday tree. I listened to the birds, I looked at the plants coming up, admired my tulips and daffodils and I watched a lady bug crawl across the table.

There are moments in my life that I sit and wonder what I could have done to deserve such riches. It was a very perfect night.

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7 Responses to Just Thursday

  1. WhiteStone says:

    Amen, Sister! Amen! I love those moments.

  2. I heard lots of birdsong yesterday and it touched my heart. I smile when I look at my backporch table and see the image of you knitting there the evening you recovered from poisoning from questionable Mexican food.

  3. HereWeGoAJen says:

    Lovely. I cannot wait to get this new house into enough shape that I can start to enjoy moments like that again.

  4. Kristin says:

    What a moment!

  5. debby says:

    What have you done to deserve such a moment? Easy. You are wise enough to recognize them when they are happening. Not everyone is. You are blessed when you figure out that you are.

  6. Needles says:

    You knew these minutes were roses and you stopped. Perfect.

  7. Jamie says:

    That is a Perfect Moment. Ahhh . . . wish I had been there with you.

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