Seeing.. a clean house and a gray, damp, heavy sky through the dome. I can see one sunflower brightening the whole morning through the window on the door, and the pink lilies peeking in over the couch. I can see elderflowers, still in bloom beside the chicken coop, and cosmos marking the start of the front garden. I can not see any ducks.
Smelling.. damp, rainy greenness, roses from the altar, and bee-balm from Yarrow's bedside table bouquet.. Flowers are one of my favorites parts of summer!
Listening.. to Yarrow chatter...she's been the most talkative little girl recently. It's sort of
excessive, really. She just can't seem to stop talking. Ever. My brain feel a little
overwhelmed by all the words..especially this morning, when all I want to listen for is the
sound of quacking and flat, duck-feet, flopping down the path. Wretched ducks.
Grateful... for a nice weekend at home with Seth and Yarrow, for pretty new sheets, for
a restful few months of early summer, and now, for the motivation to really dive into this
Reading..another round of Theology of the Body, a discussion with a friend has me thinking about a lot of things (wow..how vague is that!), and looking over John Paul II work is clarifying..also, As You Like It (we just saw it performed in Portland).
Working on..getting my ducks back..we're off for a walk in the woods as soon as the drizzle's done, to hopefully scare them up. Catching up with friends, and weeding the gardens too.
What about you? How's life? I've missed blogging!