Some strange alchemy of cold and rain left all of the flowering trees extra full, the cherry blossoms only lasted a week but what a week. Same for the apple trees, hopefully we'll have an extra large bounty of apples in September.
My bike and my "go slow" lawn mower are hanging out waiting to get used..
And the wrens have put in their annual appearance in the hanging pot outside my door.
We may need to move, a reality that breaks my heart a bit. I've spent a lot of time lately looking at this house and yard that I love so well, knowing I may have to leave it, reminding myself that change is scary but is also good. Aware that at being ruled by fear of the new is a good way to start dying, the real curse of middle age I think. A grasping desire to keep things just as they are, a desire that would have shamed me when I was young. So I keep looking at all of my options with a sense of adventure and gratitude. Beauty can be found almost everywhere. Maybe I'll be fortunate enough to find it here for a long time, maybe it will be somewhere new. It will most certainly be in the smiles and warmth of my friends. Lucky, no matter how I look at it.
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