Take time to see the quiet miracles that seek no attention.
~ John O’Donohue
It’s morning here in the Bogs as I type this, and everything is still and silent. It won’t last long. M and M the Younger are out renting a pick-up truck for some heavy work we’ll be doing later. Mere is studying. Bo the Dog is napping, and Denver the Cat is quietly keeping an eye on me. Denver does not like visitors, particularly female visitors. They remind him of his illness and experiences with the vet, perhaps of his dying and being brought back a few times. Denver has exhausted a few of his nine lives.
There is a thick cloud cover overhead, although I see now there must be a break in the clouds to the east because sunlight just poured across the pond, lighting up the trees that surround it and making the yellow water irises glow. It’s a beautiful shade of green here. Early spring green.
The pedal boat sits on the shore, waiting for someone to take it out for a ride around the pond. The wisteria that grows over and around the remains of the old outbuilding is just about ready to bloom.
Those of you who followed me at my old blog, Life in the Bogs, probably recognize that path in the above image. We’ve walked it many times together, you and I. I find it comforting that although there are some subtle changes to the path, there is a sameness, too. Like an old friend you haven’t seen for a while, you stop noticing the changes after the initial viewing and slip easily back into another time.
The guys will be back with the truck soon. Mere has gone off to work. I should grab some tea and breakfast and get ready for the day ahead. If I have time later, I’ll take a walk and bring you some more images from around the pond.
Thank you for coming along to the Bogs with me on this breezy, cloudy with sunny spells day. Let’s have a seat on the deck this evening and watch the wind rippling the water, the swallows swooping, and the sun as it goes down behind the trees.
Be good, be kind, be loving. Just Be. 🙂