Tonight the skies are beautiful, some dark clouds and spots of blue and then wispy, ethereal clouds. It’s almost eight and light still beckons. While the rest of the people play cards inside at our friends’ house, I sit outside, banished by my fading migraine. Yet I feel contented by the warm evening and the scents of rural suburbia.
This is the view from her backyard. There are Christmas trees growing in the background. Grass that is dry and brown appears golden in the setting sun. This is just a piece of Oregon, my adopted Oregon, and every part is a treasure.
I continue to look for inspiration and delight in everyday simplistic things. It is this scene tonight. Yesterday it was the feel of gliding through the water while swimming, relishing the moments in an uncrowded pool. With pauses to appreciate that which is before me, I feel more whole. Migraines be damned.
A year ago today, my daughter and son-in-law got married. I hope they’re having a wonderful time back at the resort in which they were married. The clichéd “time flies” is all too true. To where did this year disappear? Are our precious moments saved somewhere so we can enjoy them again in a big wide screened replay? I’d like to think so.
Who knows what tomorrow will bring? I’ll look for something, no matter how small, to reign me in as spectator of the world going by. The delights are plentiful. Find yours.
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