Perpetual Astonishment

Sometimes in Spring, when the world around me is burbling, chirping, singing with things that are new and green and good, I don’t have many words. I’m filled to the brim with watching and listening.

"Every spring is the only spring, a perpetual astonishment" -Ellis Peters
“Every spring is the only spring, a perpetual astonishment” -Ellis Peters
Just waiting for someone to scratch her inviting tummy.
Just waiting for someone to scratch her inviting tummy.

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R turns 10
When you’ve just turned 10 and you’re allowed to sit on your birthday bike in the living room.
My basil and cilantro are in plant hospital to be rehabilitated.
My basil and cilantro are in plant hospital to be rehabilitated.

Summer Home

Right now we are surrounded by green, living on the bay of a beautiful lake, working at a small summer camp and spending a lot of time watching and listening, feeling perpetually astonished that this world is so nice and pretty

Comments

  1. hans wenger

    “..the only Spring…” a couple weeks ago when Spring was knocking on the door and I was being too tired to open, thinking, “oh well, after 60 Springtimes, this one has nothing new to reveal, I ran into this quote you reference. I put it onto my reference board (read, in this case, piece of scrap paper to clutter my table), and looked at all the flowers in my yard not yet mowed, thinking : “these species are old as almost forever, but each of these current blooms have Sprung this day completely new. If Spring is not tired of itself and never fails to arise from winter, i must rouse and open to it, must admit the perpetual astonishment!
    As reward, last week my 72 miles across the moors and through the mountainous forests of the Grayson Highlands, were overflowing with wildflowers, some tiny as snowflakes, some huge as Hawaiian (rhododendron)
    “Bumsly”

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