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Every single morning last week I had something planned before heading into work. This week, I have nothing. And I love it. I used to love having morning plans, I would feel so “productive” or "the good kind of busy” and now it’s great still, just not for every morning. Whenever I don’t set aside a slow time in the morning, I covet the morning that I do.
The mornings have been sweet. Just warm enough to open the windows and cool enough to still want a blanket inside. Each day at 7:30am, the sun starts to peek over the hill on the other side of our street, through the arms of the Dogwood and spread through the single pane glass of our windows.
I’ve been working through this poetry journal of a man who spent most of his life in the California Sierra Mountains in a hunting cabin in the State Park that was later named after him for his time dedicated to the area. He’s from the early 1900’s and writes deeply of the relationship between us and the environment that we are available to experience.
As the pages would turn and the mountains would paint themselves on my walls with the morning yellow, I began to notice the extent of the new life of Spring that we’ve been able to walk through, smell, and see.
This is a glimpse of what I was thinking a few mornings ago in my warmed living room:
She Brings Life
The house seems brighter
this morning than others recently.
The marbled art on the walls and windows
seem more distinct,
could it even be considered abstract?
Greener leaves and white Dogwood blossoms
replace the morning view
of the jagged and twisted arms
in the front yard.
As bright as everything is,
it is still.
Without any gentle caress of the cool air
I think She’s been waiting
for the world to wake up
and notice the new life
she carries for us.
Another simple one this week that I hope you can sit outside while reading and enjoy. It’s cool and breezy out right now with a cloud-covered sun, but the sounds of the leaves are back, and that’s how you know it’s finally Spring.
Until next time,
Madeline