There’s not a whole lot of news, actually.
Which, frankly, is how I like it.
This is me on my front stoop:
I added the PicMonkey glasses to cover up those dark circles. I added the glasses hoping I’d look like Grace Patton.
Yeah. How’s that workin’ for ya?
It’s not, but a girl can dream.
And I do a ton of dreaming on my front stoop! It’s become my new morning routine: a place to sit and simply stare; a place to sit and think and think and sit.
It’s a place where I feel incredible peace.
Except…you know that expression “The grass is always greener on the other side of the fence” ? Well, my neighbor’s grass is greener–MUCH greener! What’s up with that?
They also have a gorgeous garden:
that fills my line of vision with incredible
(I used my zoom lens for that last shot. I thought it might, you know, kind of freak them out if they looked up from the breakfast table and saw me standing there.)
Also in my line of vision is this gently spinning metal cross:
which was a gift from my sister and which reminds me of her. If ever you meet my gorgeous oldest sis, you’ll know that being reminded of her is a VERY good thing. She rocks.
Do you have a person in your life who, if you were to open up your favorite book and tap it, that person would be on the exact same page?
(That’s a metaphor, by the way.)
Also in my line of vision of vision as I sip my coffee on the front stoop:
My very endearing and extremely demanding 5-year-old.
He’s drawing of picture of “him mom,” you see, who doesn’t want to take him for a walk just yet.
George always requests an early morning walk. And then he requests a late morning walk and an early afternoon walk and a late afternoon-almost-evening-pre-supper-when-I-should-be-cooking walk.
Not even kidding.
Joining his big brother in the ranks of very-endearing-but-even-MORE-demanding is the local 18-month-old.
He’s staring forlornly at a dog and its owner that, alas, he didn’t get to pet.
(The dog, I mean. Not the owner.)
Big brother to the rescue!
Because there’s no human slight that can’t be fixed by the sword.
“Do you think I’d give it to you justlikethat? You can’t be serious!”
Gosh, I love it when Big Brother teases.
And then, sword in hand, Francis finds his inner peace…
…while his (blogging) mom puts down her camera…
…lest she get soundly cracked in the face.
And now, the moment you’ve all been waiting for: the e-book recommendation that I promised! (Tell me the truth: did you skip ahead for it?) One of the reasons I sit on my stoop so much–and believe me, I think my neighbors think I’m a little weird–is that I’ve been reading this e-book by Sarah Mackenzie.
I read it in long, slow, savory snatches. I read a paragraph here and a paragraph there, (it’s a wonderful read!), and then I go sit with my kids. I just…sit. I have the luxury to do this because it’s summer break; I make the time to do this because my dirty floor can wait.
The thing is, it’s all going so very fast. My oldest is working his first summer job and is gone six nights a week. This is an uncomfortable precursor to his leaving home. He’s a senior! We’ve got one short year left with him.
You might not be in a similar place. You might be a hard-working mom of lots of littles. Trust me: it all goes very fast (!) and if I could recommend JUST ONE THING, it would be to enjoy those little moments more.
(In truth, I could recommend lots of things. I’m a font of advice! If only you’d ask. : )