Yesterday, while our dinner cooked in the oven, I stood in front of the sliding glass doors in the kitchen and watched the sun slowly make its way toward the horizon. The horses were grazing at the top of the hill and glorious rays of golden light played across the still water of the pond. A few turtles raised their heads here and there. A flock of sparrows flew from their perch in the trees to the feeder in our yard. Then I noticed some movements in the grass and watched as a pair of coyotes made their way down the hill and crossed over the pond dam. No, I didn’t run for the camera. I know some views can’t be captured adequately by its lens so I just watched and enjoyed. I did take some photos later when the skunk came to the yard for dinner. But it was too dark when seven raccoons and a rabbit came for a late night snack, so I just watched them for a few minutes before going to bed. It occurred to me that many people don’t have the privilege of watching nature so closely- some because they are not near it and some because they are just too busy and/or exhausted to see it.
My days often end in peaceful views and quiet reflection and I am blessed to be able to enjoy the wonders of nature in my own back yard. I often think about how frantic my life was at other stages when my children were small and the demands of being wife and mother and employee pulled me in so many directions. I suppose that is why I spend time praying for the younger women I know. They can’t see right now that their life will be different in a few years and hopefully they will have more time and peace and control over their days. They are often tired and frustrated and upset and even angry. They try to be all and do all, while knowing that they can’t. It’s a heavy burden sometimes to be a woman. But God gives us grace and time, which can lead to peace and reflection, and a wonderful life filled with family and friends, rewarding work, fulfilling hobbies, and evenings spent observing nature. Hang in there ladies.