You know, I can’t decide what works better for me. Starting the day off like this, or ending my day like I just did.
I got showered and looked at the clock and realized another half an hour wouldn’t totally jeopardize my sleep time and make me a bear at work tomorrow. So I grabbed my favorite down-filled throw (thanks, Ju) and popped in my Waterbone ~ Tibet cd and turned it up just loud enough that I could hear the haunting melodies wafting through the open window out onto the back porch. My comfy swing awaited.
The air was just a little chilly but it smelled sweet from freshly cut grass and spring flowers. The Moon was shining down brightly onto the porch. PD was lugging his telescope out to get a better look. (This was my birthday gift to him and seems to be developing into his new hobby.) The traffic sounded miles away and was replaced by the sound of water rushing in the neighbors’ fountain next door. Tibet was a perfect choice.
I sat there, slowly swinging back and forth, feeling the cool night air brush across my face. I studied the Moon for a bit, which was surrounded by a pale yellow haze. I felt all the craziness, the demands and pressures of my day just melt away and I was filled with a comforting, peaceful, sated feeling that brought a smile to my lips.
Life can get you in a spin and sometimes the crazy threatens to overtake but quiet nights- and mornings- on my back porch are two things I wouldn’t care to trade.