Outside my window...
the sun is attempting
to peek through clouds as the squirrels toss down empty walnut hulls. Birds are
chattering, and in the distance, there is still the sound of chainsaws from the
cleanup of Hurricane Irene. (I also notice that our dogwood tree is showing the slightest traces of red around the edges of the leaves. There are also berries. Joe and I need to do our nature study soon!)
I am thinking...
that I shouldn’t always
think so much and that I have a wicked tendency to overthink. A lot. I also think
that I need to get back to listening to my heart a little more. (I am blaming
this on the beginning of the school year. That morning rush has me exhausted by
9 a.m. no matter how much I prepare the night before……)
I am thankful for...
such understanding,
loving, Christ-centered teachers for Joe. They truly do love him. And I am especially thankful for my husband, Tom, who just GETS me. He knows my heart, and loves me even when I am wrestling with emotions and decisions and all the mess of the world. With a single look, I am again reminded that he is my partner in life and love, my rock.
I am wearing...
a long-sleeved
turquoise comfy shirt, capri’s, and my crazy hair held back by my sunglasses. The humidity here makes
it confusing as to what to wear….
From the kitchen...
possibly some oatmeal-raisin
cookies, and a Mexican-inspired chicken cornbread casserole. I have a lot of
leftover cornbread, so I may freeze some, too…
In the garden…
I just cut some
beautiful red zinnia’s. Not sure how much longer they will be around, but I
love their cheery faces. I also need to pull up some of the tired tomato and
pepper plants and then replant the box with some spinach.
I am creating...
a small mess. Because I
am STILL de-cluttering. (Where does all this paper COME from??) However, I am also aware that in the process, I am attempting
to creating a loving, grace-filled space for my family to call home. I recognize that this is not an easy task, and
that it takes time. And patience. Neither of which seem to be in abundance
lately.
I am reading...
two new books for my “Weaving
Women” book club at church. And oh. Wow. Some powerful, thought-provoking,
heart-wrenching stuff here:
I am listening to...
the sweet chattering of
birds and Mozart from Max’s room.
Around the house...
still de-cluttering.
Every day I have taken a drawer or a stack or a pile and gone through it. And truthfully,
I am frustrated because somehow, it never actually seems to get DONE. Also attempting
to pack up baby clothes to give to a cousin or a nephew. The best thing, though, is lighting candles
that smell like Fall is here….You know, pumpkin spice, cinnamon, and “Home
Sweet Home”.
I am praying for:
…..continued guidance….
and for the healing and
comfort of:
Jackie
Mike
Fr. Mike
One of my favorite things...
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| Cleo and Sasha snuggled up Gratefully linking in here: Simple Woman's Daybook |
I feel as though I just sat down for a second cup of coffee with you at your kitchen table. Soothing moments.
ReplyDeleteThe cover of the book, drawing from wisdom's well, reminds me of a piece of art your mom created. I think Peggy Papparella has it in her home. It is of a figure, dancing, rising, drawn to the spirit. Do you know the one I mean?
Oh, and where does all the paper come from? It must be some the excess stuff I try to wade through here at my house. Sorry for the excess clutter but it has to go somewhere, doesn't it?
Thanks Mrs. M....I really don't like that you guys are 4 states away. And you are so right about the drawing on the front of the book! I thought about mom as well when I saw it. She has done some very whimsical drawings, and I agree...drawn to the Spirit. Peace and love to you.
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