Today I love opportunities to make a difference in my community, like getting to help a nine year old share her birthday happiness with her community, or helping an organization that helps good people, continue to be helped, or even just helping the birds to survive this unusual cold spell with the help of a young man who is also helping the previously mentioned organization by donating the proceeds from his feeders to fund them. I love how things happen in this town of determination, and I love that these people who work diligently to help others thrive are my idea of what a community should look like, and I’ll take it every day, all day long. I love my little city, even in the dark times, love that music is in the cracks in the pavement and sunshine is glinting off the alley way corners. I love that people are sharing ways to help others out. I love hearing stories about people in cul de sacs playing live music in their driveways for their neighbors. I love the sounds of children up and down my neighborhood as they play through the days. I love how teachers have turned away from their classrooms and stepped into their home offices and worked out ways to hold their classes on line. I love this street, this neighborhood, this town. And I love my province and my country.
Today I love that I feel ambitious this morning, and am contemplating getting some more things done around here. I love that I have gotten some of the things done that are needed before some of the more professional things get done. I love that I’m hoping to move forward with all the things soon and, with caution, finish up some of the functionality of our home that we’ve been waiting on. I love that we’ve gotten so much done and though there is still lots to do we have been enjoying the changes here in this place now for sometime, that makes me happy.
Today I love thinking about peaches and strawberries and rhubarb and pears and all the things that punctuate the coming growing season here in Canada with sweetness and good tastes. I love that this year we have been eating things from our yard that we had never thought to eat before and some of them have been palatable, dandelion greens and chives are the best so far, but we’re waiting on the hosta shoots to see what they are like; I’m not sure if we’ll get enough to more than just try them, we’ll see. I love that this too is an adventure.
Today I love drinking coffee and writing about the ways in which my community and my home thrive.