But before I launch into fall reveries (I know I've mentioned once or twice that it is my favorite season) I should probably catch up on all the comings and goings of the summer. How did I spend my summer "vacation"? Doing all sorts of fun things on the weekends, sandwiched with a rather hectic time at work. My assistant moved to a different position within our organization, and replacing her as taken far longer than I had hoped. As a result I've been trying to handle two crazy-busy work loads for the last two months, so even if I had had a working computer I'm not sure how much creative energy I would have had in July and August anyway.
A few highlights: watching our new granddaughter, Madison, grow and start revealing her personality to us. Oh my, I know I say it often, but being a grandmother really is the best thing since sliced bread.
I've loved spending time with both the girls this summer, watching Lily blossom into the sweetest two year old I've ever met.
There is nothing sweeter than a having a grandchild curled up on your lap while you read Goodnight Moon to her...once, then twice, and then a third time. And each time we count the bears...there's Grandpa Bear, there's Grandma Bear and there's Lily Bear. And, of course, we must eat from the bowl of mush that makes it way onto each and every page. Yum, yum, yum!
I have so many stories and pictures and new poets and poems that I can't wait to share with you, but before my eagerness runs away with itself (like the dish and the spoon in Good Night Moon?) perhaps I should first listen to Mary Oliver and learn a little more about patience...
What is the good life now? Why,
look here, consider
the moon's white crescent
rounding, slowly, over
the half month to still another
perfect circle ---
the shining eye
that lightens the hills,
that lays down the shadows
of the branches of the trees,
that summons the flowers
to open their sleepy faces and look up
into the heavens.
I used to hurry everywhere,
and leaped over the running creeks.
time enough for all the wonderful things
I could think of to do
in a single day. Patience
comes to the bones
before it takes root in the heart
as another good idea.
I say this
as I stand in the woods
and study the patterns of the moon shadows,
or stroll down into the waters
that now, late summer, have also
caught the fever, and hardly move
from one eternity to another.
Oliver asks us each of us - what is the good life? My answer today would be that it is having friends like you. A heartfelt thank you to each reader who reached out and let me know my posts were missed! I'm so happy to be "back in business" and I'm looking forward to sharing more adventures in this crazy ride we call life.