A Monday meander: Holding my place

A garland on the aging prayer flag.

When you regain a sense of your life as a journey of discovery, you return to rhythm with yourself. When you take the time to travel with reverence, a richer life unfolds before you. Moments of beauty begin to braid your days.

~ John O’Donohue, Beauty

The play of light.

Just as I am getting back into the swing of blogging, I will be taking a break.  M the Younger & Sons are here this week and we will be busy playing, swimming, riding our bicycles, visiting the wild horses at Assateague, and just generally having fun.  And eating.  Lots of food.  Because I overdid it when I went grocery shopping for their visit.  Cooking is one of the many ways I show love.  I will, no doubt, be freezing leftovers.  Perhaps I can send some home with them when they leave.  If not, we’ll eat it eventually.

Yucca fan.

As part of my August focus on beauty, we will be on the lookout for it.  I’m sure it won’t be difficult to find at least a few beautiful things each day.  Some of those things might be capable of being photographed, and some might not.  Love, for instance, isn’t always easy to capture.  It’s a lot like happiness and butterflies.  Better to experience them and not worry about trying to grasp or capture anything.

There are sunflowers in the chaos garden.

It is Sunday as I write this.  Cloudy, a light breeze, and maybe some rain on the way.  We’ll have to wait and see how it progresses.  The rain has been missing us lately, either going north or south.  Mostly north.  They’ve been getting hammered with storms up that way.  On Friday night we had a lot of bluster and show (wind and lightning), but not a drop of rain to show for it.  Not watery rain, at any rate.  What we did have was a blizzard of brown pine needles raining down upon the land, the deck, and the pool.  We spent part of Saturday raking up mounds and mounds of pine needles to be used in the gardens.

From the other side.

As I wait for M the Younger, the Little Wookie, and the Little Peanut, I thought I might have more to say/write, but my mind has gone blank.  Aside from the usual wishes and prayers for safe travels, all I can think about is the upcoming weather.  Even though we could use some rain, I’m hoping the weather folks are wrong about the upcoming week.  Chances are good they are wrong.  It seems to me that they have been more wrong than right lately.  But then, weather prognostication never was an exact science.

Looks like someone took a few bites out of this sunflower. It’s still beautiful.

Since I have little to add, I might as well wrap this up and get it scheduled for tomorrow.  Have a wonderful and beautiful week.  I’ll be back next Sunday or Monday.

Please be safe, be well, and continue to be your beautiful self.

Squash, melon, or cucumber… I’m not sure.

A few of the 10,000 reasons to be happy:  1,836)  A visit from the boys (son and grandsons).  1,837)  The way technology allows us to keep track of where someone is on their trip.  That said, the downside is that when the sharing times out, you’re left wondering where they are and how things are going.  I sometimes think it was better not to expect to hear from someone until they pulled up at your home.  1,838)  Peach cobbler and the juicy peaches from a local orchard.  1,839)  A slightly cooler day.  1,840)  Slow cookers.  It’s nice to be able to load everything into it and just let it do its thing until dinner time.

A little blue.