I have loved Alexandra Stoddard ‘s books for years.
She inspires in a way that speaks to me.
The book that I took off my bookshelf today was
Open Your Eyes.
And so I did.
Isn’t the bottom edge of this milk glass vase amazing?
And then, in the small bouquet
of zinnias I cut from my garden this afternoon,
I realized I have a pale green zinnia.
I had a shocking birthday this week.
I have never cared about all of that in terms of vanity.
Ordinarily my age was a non-issue,
but this one was
Dear friends, my daughters, blogging friends, and my husband surprised me, treated me,
nurtured me, humbled me, hugged me and more than
out those rough edge feelings.
Have you reconciled having an older body
physically and chronologically
with the heart, feelings, and thinking
of say a 16 year old?
Most days, I think I am still twirling my baton,
leading an imaginary band
in the yard, at the ranch.
So dear friends,
may I suggest that we all
open our eyes…?
We’re burning daylight.