I was washing some glasses yesterday when I glanced through the kitchen’s sliding glass door and saw the little boat pictured here drifting back and forth in front of the dock. I have not been down to the pond in a month, but yesterday I could not resist the little boat, so I dried my hands, grabbed the camera, and started walking.
Seeing the pond makes me sad because it is so low. But my visit yesterday assured me that life is trying to get “back to normal”. The dragonflies were swooping and the turtles were sunning themselves and I even spotted some fish swimming near the shore. At one point I stepped past a tree and something yelled “eeeekkkkk” before jumping into the water. Please tell me it was a frog!! What else would talk?
Our little rain shower and slight drop in temperature was also reassuring. It will be fall before we know it, and although my gardening chores will sadly include pulling out some dead plants, there will also be growth and renewal. I have already started planning some changes and I am determined to have a stronger garden next year that is capable of withstanding more heat and drought. Gone will be some of the sissy plants, and in their place will be more native plants that are tough and drought tolerant.
I realized yesterday that there have been very, very few butterflies in the yard, and I suppose as they migrate they will find little to eat. I only have a few plants that will bloom during the next two months, and wildflowers are non-existent in the pastures around us. The little ripples of cause and effect are everywhere.
My life too, is getting back to normal. Summer is a pleasant luxury, but school is where I have always belonged. Even in the diary I kept as a young girl there are comments about becoming a teacher, although thankfully I did NOT become a history or English teacher, which apparently were my first choices as a twelve-year-old!
I hope your day is filled with joy!