View of the road from the car

Early morning road…

Today I love the mists like lace that hang in the air above the golden green fields of the sweet August mornings. I love being on the road in the early morning when the sun’s slanting, scorching light is quieted by the thickness of the curving sphere of air that clings to the world and gives old Sol the look of a benevolent uncle, round red face beaming joy at us, its children basking and playing in its pleasant glory. I love rolling down the wandering roads through rural southwestern Ontario, Summerfolk music on the stereo and good coffee in my old steel travel mug. I love the way my life keeps leading me to joyous opportunities, and waiting each time for me to experience and absorb and learn and grow. I love that, as old as I am, I am still growing up. I love that my fondest desire us that I never succeed at growing up. I love that I can say with all honesty, so far … so good.

Today I love how well Summerfolk42 went and that the only thing better than being there now that I can think of is Summerfolk43 and that’s just twelve short months away. I love that I got to see Serena Ryder and Danny Michel last night with good friends who also had a good time I think. I love that there was all kinds of healthy food there all weekend and I managed to avoid a lot of it, dining almost exclusively on deep-fried, brown doughy sugared carbs. I love that I have finally taken a stand and declared that if the volunteer shirts for the fiftieth aren’t tie-dyed then I will have to seriously reconsider volunteering for the fifty-first festival. I love that this is in direct conflict with the festival director’s feelings about tie-dyed clothing. 😉

Today I love day-tripping in good company. I love knowing that we’ll enjoy this day even though it started way too early, and we may even enjoy it because it started too early. I love how our garden keeps pleasing us with wonderful successes and how we are both already quietly excited about next year’s plans. I love fresh healthy food at home, even though I love taking advantage of opportunities to eat poorly when I’m out. I love that I feel okay with that.

Today I love drinking coffee from a café that Google found for me in a small town on the long hot road to adventure.