Today I love this ragged lawn of dandelions and clover and maple saplings and some grass. I love that it is bio-diverse enough that I feel good about it. I love that it is going to get mowed today, even though I truly believe that urban yards should be allowed to grow into meadows and left to mature. I love urban jungle lawns. I love that there has been gardening going on at the two places we frequent, that there will likely be peas growing here and possibly more at the cottage because we planted some older seeds there. I love that we over planted the older seeds and now I’m hoping that they prove to be just as viable as the new ones and that they grow up in a tangled mad mess of way too many plants. Peas for ever! Yes!!! I love that we also planted beans and edible pea pods which I consider to be a whole other vegetable from peas. I love that we planted rhubarb at the cottage and now we’ll have the stuff growing in both places. I love that I have every intention of making rhubarb custard pies this year with rhubarb so fresh it doesn’t know it isn’t still growing in the ground when I put it in the oven.
Today I love that this is a mostly outdoor day with two lawns to cut and some dirt to collect and some yard waste to drop off and some beer to drink on the deck at one place or the other. I love that it’s starting to feel like a shorts day as well so I may have to wander into the house before long and get changed once all this writing is done. I love that it seems to be summer here, even though it is not yet summer.
Today I love how quickly the weekend is approaching, it’s Thursday already for goodness sake. I love the feeling that Thursday brings, all deeply embedded in the week, just past the middle and yet only a day away from the wild hearted and soul emancipating Friday. I love every day of the week, but there is something in a Thursday that compels me to anticipate good in everything, something calls to my inner child and says, “Yes there’s lots to do, but we do not have to do it joylessly. Let us immerse ourselves in the joys of a day well spent and fall asleep tonight with a feeling of accomplishment.” I love that I will listen to that voice.
Today I love drinking coffee on the front porch and staring at the wild lawn when I should be writing.