april twenty-six

The children began their day today out jumping.
And with a bit of Godzilla play.

Mama needed the computers and television off for a little while, so Trev and I sat down with a new book (we finished Peter Pan the other day) and read the first half - six chapters - of H.G. Wells story The Time Machine.

Cousin called, and wanted to play DinoRun, so Trev got to play with her while chatting on the phone.  Always a favorite, that.

There was dirt.

And cars.

And watermelon.
And canteloupe
and digging
and transplanting
and idea sharing
and maintaining

and fixing.

And there was something like....
Captivation.
And
-following suit-
Capitulation.

"Eric..."
"Yeah, babe?"
"Turn around.  When you see those bright, green, (thrilling, mesmerizing, captivating, nodding, enchanting, swaying, speaking) Glowing Things... do you just... Stop.  And think, 'Wow.'?"
"Uh...They're nice."
I looked at him.
"Um.  Yeah.  I mean... they're great.  Yeah."
My look wasn't accusing, honest.  But it did answer my question.
"What??", he then asked.

To the forefront of my mind comes...
something that looks like
a quiet,

reverent,

gasping,

sighing...

"Oh. 

"Oh, my."

That's how I feel today, friends.

An
extended,
swept up
drifting
romantical
impossible
thrilling
cherished
-and cherishing-
Appreciation.

For this soft breeze.
This first strawberry flower.
This beginning of Calendula.
Bare feet.
For this warmth.
For this Big.
And this Strong.

And this family.

For this life
and this Love
... and This.
The all of it.

The everything.

I
am
grateful.