Daily Archives: August 29, 2014

Gratitude Friday

1. This was the sky, the view from my front porch this morning. I think it was because it’s my niece’s birthday today, Sweet 16, (how did that happen?!). She’s still one of my favorites.


when she was smaller, and we both were younger

2. My boys. Training with Ringo, (wow, he’s smart), and the way Sam sneaks into bed with us in the morning, (I totally let him).
playing3. Come, Play, Stay, that the people who work there don’t just understand Ringo as a Cattle Dog, but they appreciate, even love him.

4. Good friends who will say yes when I ask them to come to a practice yoga class (including the ones who wanted to but couldn’t make it this time), who are willing to help me get some experience teaching before my final, before doing it “for real,” who are so kind and generous and funny and brilliant.

5. End of summer harvest — watermelon, peaches, corn, strawberries, and raspberries.

Bonus Joy: Laughing with Eric, cooler weather, Skyping with Justine, glazed lemon zucchini bread, a three day weekend.

August Break: Nature

Nature. This spring we took the next step converting our front yard, which was mainly just lawn, into a garden. We put in three raised beds, spread mulch to cover the grass, and planted lots of flowers and vegetables.

Before, our garden this spring

Before, our garden this spring

Over the course of the summer, the space has turned wild, into the most glorious chaos — a crazy overgrown jungle wonderland full of bees and grasshoppers and butterflies and the occasional kitty or hummingbird and tomatoes and other vegetables and flowers and weeds. Our next door neighbors were loving on our pumpkins the other day and told us they are doing the same to their yard next year. It is unpredictable, almost impossible to manage sometimes, but I adore it.

Now. The Rocky Mountain Bee Plants are so tall you can't even see the lilacs in the corner

Now. The Rocky Mountain Bee Plants are so tall you can’t even see the lilacs in the corner

The Rocky Mountain Bee Plants, which we didn’t plant but rather they found us, are my favorite. In the warm of the day, they are covered with hungry, busy, noisy bees. They are big and sturdy enough that I sometimes see tiny sparrows resting there. This morning, there was a tiny bright yellow and black song bird making the most beautiful noise while the bees buzzed all around.


Rocky Mountain Bee Plant and bee