One Year Ago
A few days ago my ONE peony blossomed. Our neighbor gave us three peony plants, one survived through the winter and gave us a pretty show. Peonies are one of my favorite flowers but really many many flowers are my favorites whenever they bloom. Can you believe it is June? I cannot.
This time last year I was packing up a house we lived in for sixteen years, donating many belongings to lighten the load. That weird mindset 'I'm never going to hoard stuff again' has waned. I do buy the occasional used book knowing that each one I purchase might lead to a slippery slope of accumulation.
While I knit from my stash I still buy more yarn, I hope that it's at a slower rate but it is not stopping me from visiting yarn stores and keeping them in business. It's what knitters gotta do.
One year ago I was frantically checking a list making sure the selling of the old house was on track and the purchasing of the new house was on track. I romantically daydreamed of boring days of not packing. I also would watch you tube clips of people cleaning their house as my house became a disaster zone (weird huh?). Seeing someone's clean space made me happy.
This week I had a string of days that were ordinary. How delightful! I exercised, I walked, I cleaned up the morning kitchen dishes. I rummaged through yarn stash and started a sweater (that's the photo below). During my lunch on the back patio the resident chipmunks chase each other under the table, the wind blew my wind chimes, birds patiently took turns at the bird feeder. While outside with Frodo in the early evening, I spied the deer in the back yard watching me watch them.
The Ordinary is comforting.