Today’s poem is a threading together of fragments of Facebook posts from years gone by on this day. A Facebook Found Fragment poem.
Doozy of a storm.
The poetry is shredded.
I will be such a laundress today
and fix up my tree.
I have a fierce attachment to hope.
Sleep is such a magical elixir. And elderberry.
The trees are taking that last inbreath
before they explode into bloom.
My heart is breaking. And healing. And breaking.
Soak up the energy,
give yourself a break from perfectionism,
sample a bit and see what it tastes like,
become a drop of sunlight
and whisper in on the breeze.
See? There you have it:
Sometimes I feel so awkward
about who to be, how to be.
But that means there is always something to learn,
always a new path to explore.
1. Anniversaries. Our wedding anniversary may be in September, but today is a special anniversary. Here is how I said it three years ago: “This day,  years ago. Pizza, pool, and a penny for good luck. I decided that it was time to tell that cute shy boy how much I liked him. Turns out, he liked me too. He’s still cute, and sort of shy, and I like him a whole, whole lot.”
2. New car! When you try to run your vehicles just to the point before they become more expensive to maintain than it would be to buy a new one, then the purchase of a new car is a really big deal. Roxanne Rustbucket has served us well for many years–she’s the only car our children know. Hopefully, Pippi (yes, as in Longstocking–we were thinking of VillavillaCoola) Prius will haul us safely through another decade.
3. Having a day of lesson plans that just follow simply from yesterday’s lesson plans and don’t need a huge amount of planning.
4. Mary Oliver
5. All the shining eyes of the day–thoughtful, hopeful, tricksy, needing, giving, knowing, compassionate, connecting. . .
So much love! May we walk in Beauty.