My morning coffee started out on the patio. I could feel the heat of the day firing up, but was in no rush to partake in rushing. My Kicking Horse coffee was as smooth as silk. Some things just flat out don’t need a race.
After my veggie filled omelette for breakfast, I decided to sit out on the lawn… to sit. It needed mowing, but I held off for just a little while. Sitting in the sun generally has me feeling antsy and hot, but not today. Today it felt like a long, warm hug, as if beckoning for me to take my time. So I did. Even without a book for entertainment.
Hungry for lunch, I threw together a salad topped with grilled chicken, and parked myself on the patio again. My little tables made me happy! I ran from one sofa to another, depending what I wanted to do. One has the taller 2×4 topped table and the other the crate tray table… a choice of leisure or work I suppose! I’ll do a shoot of the full patio after I’ve tweaked it a little more.
The other sofa currently has a flannel blanket on it with a mishmash of sofa pillows with no rhyme or reason, just comfort. I’d like to create some soft covers that I love rather grasping for things that will do for now. Soon. Very soon! Just not today.
After lunch, I decided the lawn needed me, so I both mowed and edged, and what a lovely difference. The blogger in me was so tempted to take a shot, but with the sun so bright, I held off. Sun filled shots don’t appear to be my forte so I didn’t even bother trying. Today.
After whipping up another salad for dinner, I straightened up the house, then went to work out. I nearly didn’t go, but encouraged myself anyway. It’s always easier once you’re out the front door. Besides, I missed the burn. I’ve come to enjoy the treadmill of all things, the very thing I thought I detested! I love jacking up the height so I’m walking up hill. May as well make every minute of that nonsense count, right?
And right now? I’m on the patio again with my little propane fire pit keeping me company. It’s lovely out here in the dark, crickets singing, neighbours chatting around a fire pit of their own. And inspiring. I just sat for the longest time and allowed myself to quietly think. Which led to this post.
I really didn’t accomplish much today, but then again, in a way, I actually did. I accomplished quiet. The quieter the day was, the more stories and ideas formulated in my head. Does that make sense? The stories emerge when I have my space to myself. It’s like I can hear my own thinking again.
I realize this isn’t a pinworthy post. But everyday life isn’t about that, is it? It’s about being. Hearing. Feeling. Living. And appreciating. Finding the time to feel like this doesn’t come often. But today, when my quiet knocked, I answered!
A quote formulated in my head during my grateful state I thought I’d share…
“Let us not focus on greateness… but rather, on gratefulness.”
As a blogger, it’s generally all about the perfect shot, hoping to convey our story. But today, I chose plain and simple…