I was given a gift this week. I was given a couple of days in a beautiful place without kids. For the first few hours I did not know what to do with myself, so I had a nap. All great days should start with a well rested head. My goal was to do less. Less food prep, less dishes, less socializing and less internet. It turns out being awake less is also an admirable goal. It made the time I was awake so glorious I could barely contain myself. Now I know how the dew can settle like a tiny blanket fort over the shafts of wet grass in a way I did not know before.
I won't visit you this month. You won't call. I will raid your garden and you won't get any of the vegetables. I will make plans without telling you about them. We'll go to the store and not buy you one single thing. Whole books will be read and I will not tell you which ones. I will watch movies and not inform you. The nasturiums will ripen. Last month was different. I changed my schedule and took time off work to be with you. I dropped all kinds of plans for us to be together. You sent me messages, I received them. I picked up food that I thought you would like at the store and sent you pictures of every beautiful thing I saw. I sang with you. We watched the Great Canadian Baking Show. You chose the recipe for the garlic scape pesto and gave me instructions for making the gooseberry jam. I am in August without you. You are in July.
awesome. and i mean that in an old fashioned awe-struck way... and that photo? sheesh... awesome.
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