Today I love moody morning scenes like the one outside my window in the back yard. I love when quiet mornings take the time to set the stage for introspection and contemplation. I love that quiet mornings are the perfect times to write and dream and remember. I love how they seem fully aware that they have a day to get on with but are at the same time understanding of how hard it can be to get out of bed, to finish that last bit of breakfast, to get your togs on and dawdle out the door to do all those things that can make a day look foreboding and even imposing. I love that they also seem to be fully aware that once I get my day started I’ll be on the downhill slope and just rolling along and gaining speed, love how they seem to encourage me, befriend and support me. I love how much I enjoy my mornings, how much I look forward to them, how they were the reason I finally started going to bed quietly and willingly as a child, where before I hated to go to bed and miss anything that might happen in the remains of the day.
Today I love that April is being true to her spirit and taking us from winter to summer down a slow and gradual path. I love that we are having a storm today that includes everything from snowfall to freezing rain and plain rain, all the things from all the seasons, proof that spring is here and mixing up the elements, slowly adding in the summer ones and letting the winter ones float to the top so she can pick them out of the broth of weather we must consume to keep the cyclical year rolling round.
Today I love memories of drinking soda pop from glass bottles on hot days. I love saffron and the subtle flavor it adds to chicken stock. I love people sending cards to friends who need to just hear that they are not alone. I love old pickup trucks, work gloves that fit my hands, dusty back roads with tree limbs hanging overhead. I love hoping for the best. I love being prepared when the worst happens. I love when we try to organize a room and when we’re done we’ve disorganized other rooms, and we just laugh about it. I love that we are not giving up.
Today I love drinking coffee while I contemplate the moody morning scenes all around.