Today slipped away in a flurry of phone calls, stacks of fresh, folded laundry, bathroom cleaning, and a walk in the sunshine. Blogging took a decided back seat. But here we are, and it's still Friday.
First of all, I did a little spring freshening up of my living room mantel. A stack of books. Trading out brass candlesticks for crystal, a piece of driftwood to hint of summer, and a leggy bunch of tulips, pink with blue centers. Here, I'll show you.
Blue! Amazing. The black flecks are all the pollen that is falling off.
Two: We've had a lovely week, weather-wise. We mowed the lawn. I push the mower until he's finished doing the edging - by then I've usually completed the flat sections and he finishes off the rest. The smell of freshly cut grass sings summer to me.
Three: I planted kale and radish seeds on Tuesday. The latter should be poking up through the ground tomorrow or Sunday.
A quote for number four, well-known, but I read it with a new perspective this week:
"We shall not cease from exploration
and the end of all our exploring will be to
arrive where we started and know the place for the first time."
T.S. Eliot (The Wasteland)
And last, but not least, a new song. I heard this on CBC while driving today in the bright sunshine. I find the words compelling and the music folksy and lovely. Do listen and watch. The lyrics show up on the video, a good thing if you, like me, sometimes
Matt Epp's Never Have I Loved Like This
Have a wonderful weekend. Do you have anything planned? There's not much defined around here, so whatever unfolds will be spontaneous.