The Man and I worked hard today laying slate on our back patio. For those of you who have never laid tile or stone, it can wear you out, let me tell you. We took a lunch break and a dinner break. The rest of the day we worked. During the dinner break, I looked over at the pool and decided I needed to be in it—or at least on it. I flopped onto the big floaty thing (one of the wisest purchases made this spring), and lay back, allowing my feet to dangle in the water as I floated around the pool. Looking up, I noticed that the sky above was a gorgeous shade of blue. The petite, fluffy white clouds were charming as they gently made their way across the sky. The tree branches leaning over the pool, with their green leaves swaying lightly in the breeze, made me feel protected. It was the loveliest experience. And I thought, “You know—who knows what the future will bring? Things may fall apart and life might become a misery, but right now, this feels fantastic and I’m going to savor it.”
Yesterday I had a similar experience. I was up early and The Man was nowhere near ready to start on our patio project, so I took my bike out (for the first time this season) and rode through our neighborhood and down a path through the woods to a couple other neighborhoods. How I enjoyed that ride. The air felt so wonderful. The temperature was just right—not too hot or too cold. Summer smells assailed my nose. Birds were singing their hearts out up in the trees as I zoomed down the road with the wind in my hair. As I looked at the lovely homes and yards to my right and to my left, I thought about the people and families that lived inside those homes. Most are family oriented, conscientious, hardworking folks. I felt grateful that we live in such a pleasant, peaceful area. Noting some of the beautiful gardens, I thought about how interesting it is that people are driven to create beauty. I rode home, feeling happy and content.
These were such simple experiences—it’s almost shocking that they were so enjoyable, but they were and I feel grateful to have had them.
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