I’m on the porch peeling a clementine.
And I’m sitting here thinking about how life peels back the layers on us sometimes. How it digs in, rips back, and lets the dermis free.
This can be good; like when it rips up sheets of self-centeredness, pride, and deep seeded angers.
But it can also be bruising; like when it severs us from esteem, faith, and identity.
Life has lifted the layers back on me here lately. Nothing serious. Nothing terrible. It’s just revealed some things, wrestled me from certain tendencies, and left me pondering.
Some of this I’m glad for, others of it I’m not. But I’m grateful for both. Because there are lessons learned in the releasing of the layers.
As I type here in my plastic adirondack chair, my two oldest are in a bird feeding frenzy. They’ve made suet blocks and homemade feeders and they’ve placed them around our back fenced lawn. I just watched as they tried with all their mights to shove a shepherds hook into soil, wanting to hang a feeder there. They’ve succeeded.
My two first blondes are now laying still in a makeshift fort, complete with lookout, so they can watch the birds swoop low.
God, please make the birds show.
The youngest is sleeping sweet under an airplane blanket for nap. I’m holding onto his siesta as long as possible. In my book, four year olds should still take a daily sleep. Yes and amen.
There is an egg carton and cut up water bottles filled with land to my left – nurturing seedlings that the boy planted. We bring them out for sun every dawn, and we take them in every evening. Two of the 15 have sprouted. We haven’t given up hope on the rest yet. Because sometimes, those things that take the longest to burgeon – end up having the most beautiful blooms.
It’s about 80 today, sunny and gusty. I could sit here and let the light pour over me all day.
But…I better slip my flip flops back on and head in to do some laundry. All our wardrobes are waiting.
Whatever you find yourselves heading into this weekend, or whatever in the world is being peeled back on you… I hope it rings in growth and goodness, somehow.
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Love and hugs to you! 🙂
Kate, I just love to read your writing. You have such a gift!
Thanks so very much! I hope you are having a wonderful weekend! 🙂 – Kate