Simple Things

 

Today has been a day of busyness. Do you have days of busyness? Days when there are so many have to's but in the midst of them simple things show up and fill your heart with joy? I had errands to run, but because I am not supposed to lift things, I have to take someone with me. For someone who has lived her life by not trying to bother people this is very hard for me. Today, I asked Peter to come with me. He is my youngest son and very patient with me.

 

I knew he had things he wanted to do, but never minded when we went to the farm store so I could look at baby chicks and baby ducks. I looked at seeds and bulbs. I looked at bare root trees and new gardening shovels. Then he helped me pick out birthday gifts for my youngest  grandsons birthday. He gave me his perspective because he knew what little boys like best.

 

  Of course today, in the stores, people were sad because it was a beautiful blue sky day full of giant puffy clouds, and not a day filled with lots of rain, thunder and lighting. We around here are pining for rain something fierce. After I got most of my work to a place I could go outside and sit in the sun and watch the puffy clouds float by like ships in the harbor.

 

On the very tip-top of one of our redwood trees sat a dark green hummingbird taking in the sights. I watched him while he watched me. The blue jays were racing around the yard like they were late for a train. Sasha was sitting in the sun watching me. I looked down at her and she smiled. It was so quiet with only the sound of the finches in the pine tree, when there was a tiny pop, and up out of the ground came a earth worm. His little pop took him out into the middle of the sidewalk. The earthworm seemed a little stunned by the force he was ejected from the earth, and me sitting there wondered if it had killed itself.

 

I watched as it came to its senses and started crawling off of the sidewalk back to the lawn. Once

he made it to the grass, I watched as he simply inched little by little back into the dirt. Then he was gone. I looked back up at Sasha and she smiled at me again with a look of , Yes I saw it too. I kept thinking of the pop that earthworm made. It was such a nice comforting kind of pop. It made me happy that something so tiny can launch itself like a little missile and make a tiny bit of noise.

 

 Now the clouds are beginning to come in and the promise of more rain. March is almost here. Some of the hardest trials of my life have paid me a visit in March, but I still love March because at every turn in March is promise, and hope and blue skies and all of the rainbows that show up in March. Besides, there is always time to fly kites.Sheep come down to the valley to graze in March, and the sound of the bells around the necks and the dogs waiting to be told what to do and the baby lambs gamboling in flocks. As they jump in the sunshine as only baby lambs can jump with joy.

I am glad that as I say good-bye to February, mine will be with a birthday of a little man who looks just like his Daddy did at two, and I will wonder how it is that days have raced away so fast. Yet, I am thankful for every one as I have been given such gifts of life. 

~Kim~

" So many things are possible just as long as you don't
know they are impossible."
---The Phantom Tollbooth--- (Norton Juster, 1961)