Today I love quiet adoration like the kind I saw at the breakfast table this morning when the coffee was served. I love when people indulge in simple things and really enjoy them. I love the steady confident ticking of my pendulum wall clock as it does its very best to approximate the passing of time without the help of the internet. I love that our tree is still up and decorated, love that although my sense of smell has been impaired these last few weeks I am told that it smells wonderful. I love that we have had several empty boxes wrapped up for three Christmases now and they are open on one side and they all fit into each other when we put them away in storage and they are all under the tree like gifts … and yet we don’t really do gifts here. I love that the holiday and the intentions of love and happiness seem to suffice. I love that my birthday is coming up fast and that I was pondering it the other day and I realized that it will not mean that I am sixty years old, but rather that I am working on my sixty-first year and I’ve had sixty years of training. I love that I only ponder my chronological age for a few moments and then go back to being my true age which fluctuates between twelve and twenty-nine.
Today I love that my writers’ group will be meeting today if the weather remains good enough. I love that I have some baking to do for that apparently. I love cooking when I have the time and energy, and I like it very much still when I don’t really have the time or energy. I love that I am under pressure to continue writing my novel from several friendly sides and though there are many plans in the works for big projects in my life I may have to try to put the time in on this story even if it just ends up on a shelf or the shredding bin of some publisher’s place.
Today I love toast with honey and tea. I love ceiling fans in hot weather. I love snow pants when I’m blowing snow. I love snow. I love driving my truck in snow because it still has rear wheel drive and that makes it easy to drift corners and I love doing that when there is no chance of danger to others. I love that my truck is sitting there, ready and waiting until it is needed.
Today I love drinking coffee while the snow gathers slowly and my mind wanders back to breakfast table morning coffee indulgences.