Thankful Thursday

Oh life the simplicity and beauty , the wonder and excellence of waking to begin a day.
This was one of those surprising mornings, rested and refreshed into a routine sat I up in bed at or before the alarm. Equipped with the faculty of mind to proceed into washing my face with a warm cloth and smiling at the reflection of the day.Seeing my eyes looking back with a peace. That peace of  ."all is well with my soul". This day began today ready to walk into.

Posting on this job over at the "A place to create blog" I thought of the good life I am so honored to enjoy.

Time spent showing and discussing with my daughter the facts of life and the images that so explained the things she is so curious about. Openly speaking of the wonder and the holiness of procreation. The purity of what it was designed to be. Telling her of what ways it has become polluted with ignorance and selfishness. A really God gifted moment in time.

That beauty that each day finds simply under the wing, under the branch of time spent peacefully resting and walking under the shadow.

Outside in the garden were carrots and celery that was trimmed and washed for the children's lunches.

Herbs and flowers surrounding me.

 

The Iris now have said fare thee well until the new Easter of next year.

Remind me that even once risen how quickly the fading of remembrance once the holiday is gone.

 As the children depart and the flowers thirst I stop to give them drink knowing that rest is calling me to avoid the pain medications that lay aside for me if needed.

Better off not having need of them. My body saying "easy" slow and easy.

A neighbor sees me in robe and jams and said "you look tired today"?

Kindness and love notices these things, as I tell her of Tuesday having surgery.

Ease is coming on me about the bone graph. It is a cadaver graph, a gift from one who's spirit now gone on leaving a body to help and other , to help me.

I think it is due to now change my drivers license to be a donor.

The sad little bed for flowers hold only the dahlia promise for this year.

I am late to plant here and in the garden.

 The world spins in his control.

Today I heard of a fire ball in the night sky over the Midwest at 10 p.m. last night.

The signs and the wonders all at hand are unfolding.

 

This weekend we removed the old play structure and gave it away on Creigs list to a sweet woman who drove many many a mile to come for it.

Now the children were caught enjoying a chance to dig. It may just be taken advantage of for a lemon tree just begs to be planted there.

The whole is half dug:)

Oppertunity can be found in many different little life annoyances.

How wonderful that is really to see life through those eyes.

The seasons of childhood have entered a change. it will be my hope to offer a tether ball or some kind of thing for the kids to enjoy this summer.

Day before yesterday a visitor of a thrasher came up to me while I was in the shed out in the garden.

He spoke to me of safety and knowing how to trust just hours before the surgery.

A gift a treasure held now in fondness.

While the grandchildren once feared I would never see sit waiting here yesterday just for me.

The children call me their grandma.

So sweet and so dear

all I have need of and so much more and beauty envelops me.

Now I know I must rest a while.

May beauty be found in the simplest of things today for each one of you.