long road trips
May birthdays
stick shifts
sunshine
horse shoes
spontaneous hikes
little dogs filled with joy and curiosity
good books
and the blessing of a loving family.
xoxox
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This month I am grateful for... long road trips May birthdays stick shifts sunshine horse shoes spontaneous hikes little dogs filled with joy and curiosity good books and the blessing of a loving family. I am excited to see what this summer brings!
xoxox
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“Everyone must leave something behind when he dies, my grandfather said. A child or a book or a painting or a house or a wall built or a pair of shoes made. Or a garden planted. Something your hand touched some way so your soul has somewhere to go when you die, and when people look at that tree or that flower you planted, you’re there. It doesn’t matter what you do, he said, so long as you change something from the way it was before you touched it into something that’s like you after you take your hands away. The difference between the man who just cuts lawns and a real gardener is in the touching, he said. The lawn-cutter might just as well not have been there at all; the gardener will be there a lifetime.” ~Ray Bradbury Today I am reminded of the hope that comes when we invest our energy into things whose results are not promised until a far distant tomorrow. Sometimes the present isn't as shiny, or neat, or exciting, or happy as we had thought it would be. Sometimes we feel tired or downtrodden reflecting on all the work we've put in while being reminded of how far we still have to go. But, when we put our energy, thought, and action into relationships, activities, or events that give us joy today we will reap the benefits tomorrow. The back of seed packets do not have a "100% Guarantee" that my plants will produce squash, or tomatoes, or even that they will flower, but I as kneel down in the dirt to weed or add more soil to the bed I know that because I am doing something to improve my present my future will reap the positive benefits of my efforts. Of course, I hope those benefits manifest themselves as big, red tomatoes or long green beans, but making the effort to be content in the present helps me to not worry about what may or may not come to fruition. What brings you hope? What are you doing today that will reap good things in the days, months, weeks, and years to come?
I'm looking forward to sharing all this garden as to offer this season with all of you, Michelle xoxox Rainy days are for...
{Sleeping late Long runs The Lumineers Candles Slow cooking Hot showers} ...being reminded of the simple pleasures of being home. All my gratitude, Michelle xoxox This summer I have many goals: Sleep in Work well and hard Earn ALL the cash-money Travel as often as possible Grow good food Knit cool coasters for Jessica Reconnect with old friends Stay in touch with new ones Become a person who owns more than one pair of jeans Become a blogger who actually blogs Face my fear of driving a stick shift ...and I'm sure much more. But at the end of the day--or rather the end of the summer--whether I've done all these things or not I want to live simply. I want to be filled with gratitude for this beautiful existence I call my life and I want to enjoy what I've been given now instead of worrying about things that will likely never happen. So in the spirit of Hemingway my most important goals this summer include: eating well, sharing, laughing often, and loving those who around to be loved. How will you live simply this summer? xoxox All my love (and much mid-Atlantic humidity),
Michy Dear Stephen, it's already tomorrow where you are. That's means you're only 24 hours away from being home. I hope you're as excited as I am for road trips, Bay crabs, and time spent together in the sunshine.
Dear Jessica, to you America means: sugary breakfast cereals, big parking lots, and late-night trips to Walmart. The way you embrace the Motherland blesses me, sister. Dear Stephen and Jessica, be prepared for the biggest bear hug in the history of mankind. (Also, I hope you love my new home as much as I do.) Dear 10-page Research Paper, you aren't more than I can handle, just more than I want to face. See you tomorrow. Dear Broken Phone, who knew a power button would be so hard to replace. Resurrect yourself promptly, please. Dear King of Sweets, $11 and hand fulls of chocolate covered espresso beans later I can safely say the hole in my heart left by my broken phone has been sufficiently filled. I'll see in my next moment of crisis. Dear Wilson Free Piles, so far you've blessed me with three flannels, two rugs, and a summer top. Keep up the good work. Dear Allergies, thank you for reminding that Mama Nature rules even when I don't want her to. Dear Original Potato, get ready for hugs, long drives, and bike rides. Thanks for always being up for an adventure with me. (Seriously, my hugs will be intense.) Dear Impending Summer, I pray you are hot, filled with laughter, and seemingly endless. Dear WWC Circus, you make me glad to be at school that celebrates the odd talents of beautiful people. See you tonight! Feeling grateful and sassy, Michy |
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