Wednesday, May 28, 2014
Monday, May 19, 2014
I take a walk everyday around our backyard looking to see new beauty. We moved here in the late fall so everything was nearly past it's prime, preparing for winter. But now that it's spring I can see flowers and plants and smell scents that I didn't before. Isn't it amazing when you can experience life all over again for the first time?
The tiny Locke dogs, like me, love exploring our home. But they also love the warm sun that was hidden for a while. In the winter the rays shine through the windows, deceiving us into believing we can be embraced by them. As the seasons have changed, so we change with them - deceived no more. We can embrace warmth; it will hug us back.
I travel to the far reaches of our little piece of property and love it all, looking through eyes of wonder like a child. The purple flowers on the bush next to the blue shed, the greenery that weeks ago didn't exist in my eyesight, and the ferns sprouting along the fence... they all came alive when I thought there was nothing underneath the ground or inside the tree trunks or within the bushes.
Isn't that like all of us? We go through wintry seasons and everything appears dead. But then resurrection comes and we must rethink how we view the potential that sleeps inside.
This is how we awaken. This is we spring forth and bud, producing life again. This is how spring looks.
Good morning, new person not the same.
Hello new season.
Monday, May 5, 2014
My husband and I sang and danced our way through bagging leaves this afternoon. Honestly, it felt awesome to be taking care of our little area of the world. The sun started shining and we worked hard to continue making our house a home. I'm sure it sounds silly but when I think of how much I have wanted a home, it felt beautiful to work on the yard. It felt beautiful to share the work with my husband, knowing that one day we will host barbeques and birthday parties and graduation parties. We will sit out here on warm summer nights with a Redd's in hand, relishing the stars and the firepit and conversation without a television for distraction. For me that's home.