Most days when I wake I hit the floor moving, doing, working.. I like this about myself and my life. I feel engaged with my life when I am busy with good things. I feel like my life has purpose when I am doing. And I am thankful for the moments of pause and wonder in a life filled with so much. Today though, it's cloudy.. and the garden is still for moment in its growing. The bee balm has opened, the tendrils on the cucumbers know where to wrap themselves, the beans are picked, and the nasturtiums stretch. This morning, I rest. I drink my coffee, watch my bird friends, and lazily knit a sweater for the fall that will soon follow today's arrival of summer.
Happy SummerSolstice
