The deer in our neighborhood have enjoyed many a meal from our plants and flowers growing in pots or flower beds around our house. Someone forgot to tell them about the deer-resistant ones, so they ate them too. You would think I would have this figured out after many years of living in the same neighborhood with them, but I am a slow learner. I keep trying the same thing over and over (I think there's a name for that!). I'm not a big fan of hanging baskets, but when hung high enough, they will continue to provide beauty without any chance of being gone the next morning. I stuck an old bucket on the green plastic pot and "voil'a!", there we have a hanging basket I can be proud of!
There is nothing in all the world at the moment that brings me such incredibly deep joy than our little Madison. She is turning 1 year old in this picture and tasting cake for the first time. On this Monday afternoon, she is asleep in what used to be her mommy's room in the crib that all 3 of our children enjoyed for the first 2 years of their lives. As a deer and squirrel are playing in the backyard, recalling this morning's visit to Meg's backyard to try and catch baby birds flying from the nest for the first time, hearing Madison awakening, I relish once more in the wonder of life I get to participate in. A car needing repair and my body as well do little to tarnish this brightness life affords me right now. Remembering difficult days, seasons, years pale in comparison to lessons learned, character forged, perspective altered. Contentment like I may never have known for such length of time has settled over me in these past few months. A cozy afternoon by the fire, pictures I've seen of snow covering trees and fields, cherry blossom trees in full bloom in Washington D.C. and our last Christmas day...may they carry me through when the brightness fades and the wonder is hard to find.
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