gratitude

Tea!!
I'm grateful for tea.
Today green with peppermint straight-from-the-garden.
mmmmmm.

gratitude on monday.

my husband.

my prince,
my partner-in-crime
my cheering section
my side-kick
my best friend.

love you Rico.

gratitude in june

i am thankful to know

that things that seem

too impossibly beautiful

too be believed

...

are not

 

in deed

impossible.

gratitude

Right this minute:

Sitting on covered patio

looking at babe-

eating a popsicle
(because she can't resist)

wrapped in a super soft, warm blankey

next to the fire-

sitting in a favorite

Red

adirondack chair

with laptop on knees

laying back against

favorite pretty white

whicker 

something or other

feet up on stool

body feeling Fine

skin 

feeling

delicious

eyes ....

oh...

eyes feasting!

upon 

impossibly bright pink roses

against a grey

clouds/

moving/

breezy/

gorgeous/

energized

evening sky.

thank you!!

thank you.

gratitude - filled up

being filled on day five

I am in love and thankful--

for freckles
and skin pink from being bared in the sun
and littles toddling around in oversized t-shirts for sleeping
and the beginnings of blondy sun streaks.

gratitude : day four

(I skipped a day - I totally forgot on Monday.)

Tuesday found me sooo grateful for this puttering spot.
The day had some irritating things in it, and we found ourselves adrift and disappointed out in the world, and finally came home to console ourselves.

I did that here.
I so love this tiny corner.  It's no bigger than a small room - a little bigger than ten feet square.

 
It's on the north side of my bedroom.  Ivy grows up the wall.  There is a chair sitting under a lilac bush.  Our fully-grown pear tree hangs over the spot, always sheltering from the heat of the midday sun.
I have lemonbalm planted right next to the chair.  Lavender was planted near here last year, too.  There are plants and herbs on the outside of the path - green and white are the only things I've invited.
The earth is soft and rich in this space.
The water trickles or tumbles, depending upon the need of the moment. 
There is a cauldron close at hand should I need a tiny fire for something.

It is quiet
and nourishing,
peaceful,
and Still.

A small bit of paradise, to me.
Gratitude.