Your comments encourage me, you know that don’t you?
Times like this week — oh hell, times like all the time– when I am floating about and have truly nothing to share that you haven’t heard before I’ll come across one of your lovely notes (am looking at you, kathy) and think okay, maybe it simply helps to get a glimpse of someone else’s day.
I am headed to yoga in exactly 24 minutes so this will likely be a hit and run prompted by what I’m seeing in these photos.
Above? Taken a few weeks back when the rose bushes behind my office burst into bloom. These are the very (very!) thorny roses that are wild, fragrant and worth every band-aid to bring home. The glass bottles are part of the ridiculous collection of small old bottles I have collected over the years.
The H from the word HOME that sits prominently above the mantel which I find rather grounding– odd, I know (but then, I have the words, “strength, trust, authenticity” scribbled on a scrap of paper and stuck to my fridge– so there you have it.
Words, all by themselves they support me, somehow.
Oh, most important in the image above? That sweetest wee sheep that was a gift from my dear friend Noelle who knows and loves me so well.
And this? Taken minutes ago. A picture tells a story, yes? Bowl empty of watermelon cubes that were cold and sweet. Dog bed empty as Oliver much prefers the cool and dark of my back bedroom these summer afternoons. Ah, but the fan is not running . .. which means as I type to you there is that oh so goddess-y breeze that we wait all winter for.
You know, that breeze that reminds you ever so gently that everything is exactly right and there’s nothing to do in this moment but feel the touch of this air move across your skin.
My best effort to help you feel the breeze.
8 minutes left until I pull on some yoga gear, sling my mat across my shoulder and walk to class.
Things that make me unreasonably happy: dill in my bouquet. Yes. Dill. In my bouquet.
I have been smiling about this for days. I got it from the farmer’s market on Saturday as I wandered about with a friend visiting from L.A. who is here doing a summer intensive of classes at RISD.
~ John O’Donohue, Beauty