Wednesday, June 20, 2012

June 20th, 2012

This and that on the first day of summer!!

We wakened early to a morning sky blue as the inside of an old fashioned mixing bowl
 not a cloud to be seen!

Charles went to shower, and I rushed outside to turn off the overnight sprinklers 
to bring up the water pressure in the house - quickly, quickly!!

The air was so clear and the morning so beautiful! 
Immediately after turning the coffee on
Callie the cat, the camera, and I went outside, - all three of us.

Long shadows and the roses still glistened with sprinkler water.
I took a picture of the new steps David laboured over yesterday -
much wider and more hospitable and welcoming.
And I thought how fitting it was that someone came and snatched away all the grey clouds
and left this  gorgeous summer morning in their stead!!

We breakfasted.  Dorothy came for coffee and we examined carefully
the dinosaur egg that Charles got for Father's Day and which has been sitting
in a punch bowl full of water for the last 48 hours, incubating.

Charles was all for smacking it gently to start the process
but Dorothy pointed out that if a dinosaur egg has no other purpose
it could at least teach one patience.

Later in the day, when Charles had gone over town to gossip with the Barber
and get his hair cut,  I passed by the table and the egg had begun to crack open, but there is still just 
a small portion of the 'dinosaur' poking what looks like one small foot outside the shell.

I whiled away the morning at the computer, editing pictures of a stack of books whose spines spoke of a poem - of sorts. I see I was so enthusiastic that it is now pretty well impossible to read what the 'poem' says, thus defeating the whole endeavour!

words on calm
at knit's end
dropped threads.
the stress of life

I am resting my hip, which now seems to be getting better, making the use of the cane
a temporary nuisance (but very helpful I hasten to add, in case the cane has tender feelings).
And besides, I still need it to help me rise up and get mobile!!

While resting  I knit a bit and read a lot.
Thomas Firbank's wonderful account of his trek through Wales after World War Two,
'A Country of Memorable Honour'.

The back cover says 'this book is more than an account of walking through Wales.  It is an account of the exploration into the hearts and minds of people from all walks of life".  And indeed it is.

Nicola and David popped in on their way home to the Chilcotin, and Dorothy came 
to lend encouragement to the baby dinosaur, and so this lovely first day of summer has passed.

Time for bed, and I look at the prayer I have posted on the door of the computer desk;
to my left, and close to my heart.

God.  It is night.
The night is for stillness.
Let us be still in the presence of God.
It is night after a long day.
What has been done has been done;
let it be.
The night is dark.
Let our fears of the darkness of the world
and of our own lives rest in you.
The night is quiet.
Let the quietness of your peace enfold,
all dear to us, and all who have no peace.
The night heralds the dawn.
Let us look expectantly to a new day,
new joys, new possibilities.
In your name we pray.


John "By Stargoose And Hanglands" said...

Nice collage of flower pictures to remind me of summer and what it should bring. Here in the UK it's brought rolling grey clouds and drenching rain. Must be the cricket season!

Penny said...

Oh Hildred, such lovely flowers, here our little creek is flooding and its cold and muddy out. I have gone back and feasted my eyes again on that glorious garden of yours.

Wanda..... said...

Beautiful day you had, Hildred with all the lovely flowers, cloudless sky, visitors, and an incubating egg. The prayer is a lovely and fitting way to end your sweet day!

Barb said...

Such a thoughtful post, Hildred - I loved the photos and your words. My friend has lost his mother (she was 95), and I'm going to copy the poem and send it to him for comfort. Dinosaur egg??? Glad your hip is less creaky.