Today I love opportunities to succeed that stack up like boxes and wait for me to start opening them and filling them with tasks completed. I love that there are many empty boxes in my days this week and that I have ideas for all of them. I love that I have little time to sit and contemplate the difficulties involved in the jobs ahead of me, that I must simply step into each one with my tools already working and harvest the fruits of my thoughts that are needed to arrange and contrive all the things that must be put in the right places after being assembled into the right forms and then put those things into all these boxes and get them ready to be delivered to the place and time where they will be used. I love that in my big pile of boxes are several that are marked, “Today I Love …” and there is one for each day. I love that one of those ones is most often the first one I fill each day, love the way it tunes my brain in and warms up the muscles I use for writing and thinking. I love that at least two of my bigger tasks this week involve writing. I love that one of those involves writing about my father.
Today I love that the cottage was exactly the place it was meant to be this weekend, that people were all over it and in the water and in the kitchen and on the shore and that people slept everywhere and anywhere they could find space and the sun shone and the sky was a perfect blue and adults watched as children laughed and swam and caught crayfish and played endlessly. I love that people talked and played games and there were excursions to the general store for homemade ice cream and talk of what would happen next time we all gathered together. I love that it was the perfect thing to distract me for a few days.
Today I love rhubarb pie and that I make it so that it is really good. I love that I am not the only one who knows how to use the barbecue anymore. ðŸ˜‰ I love while all turtles are on the endangered species list here in Ontario, we have seen more of them this year around the bay than we did last year and that gives me some hope for their future, even if these sightings are anomalies. I love how close nature comes to the cottage.
Today I love drinking coffee in my recliner on a rainy Tuesday morning while my brain hums along, all warmed up from having written this post, and gets itself ready for the next thing on the list.