Sometimes the days that are quiet and relaxing pass out of our memories and blend with all the other ordinary days. I guess it is just our nature to remember events and experiences that are unusual or outstanding or tragic or joyous. But it is the ordinary days that sustain us and give us the peace and harmony that our souls require. Their rhythm and security ground us and reassure us that all is right with the world. Yesterday was just such a day.
It began with fog that enveloped everything and reminded me of our days in California. Fog is a constant in the western winter and often made me depressed and weary. Here it is an infrequent visitor and as such poses no threaten to my mood. I just enjoyed the mysterious quiet for a few hours.
By the time I headed out to Aunt Betty’s the sun was peeking through. The trip out to her house was pleasant and familiar- cows, hay, wildflowers, bumpy road. I smiled as I turned down her drive and saw her new pickup. It is almost the same shade of blue as mine, but has that ugly D word on it. I had to tease Uncle Lloyd about buying a Dodge. We spent a few hours chatting and eating and admiring the neighbor’s new calves. Of course I took a photo or two and one of the cows was particularly charming.
After my visit with Betty and Lloyd I meandered home and did a few chores- laundry, cleaning, picture sorting. I took a few photos in the yard and cleaned one of the flowerbeds in preparation for fall seeding. Put out food for the raccoons, cooked dinner, watched Survivor, fell asleep on the couch.
An ordinary day…and such a blessing.
My kids just love your cow pictures. We have got to find a way to come visit you next year. They will all be blown away.
Love your yellow snapdragon. Mine are growing nuts in my yard. Pinks and whites are flourishing.
Ordinary days? That's why I blog. So much of my days blur and get lost to time. No day is ordinary around here. : )
Posted by: Megan | October 21, 2010 at 06:54 AM