Sunday, January 22, 2012

The Beauty and the Wonder

Every morning I wake up and am immediately greeted with a roosters crow. Telling the world to wake up, and demanding his presence to be known. I stumble down the stairs, sleepily dress my self in an interesting layering of pajamas and outdoor cold weather wear. I release the dogs from their cozy kennels and they are ready to play. I on the other hand can barely see straight. We walk out to the coop together, they are looking for a tasty chicken poop treat ( dogs amaze me at what they will eat ), and I am happily opening the coop to say good morning to my flock.
Some mornings I stumble back to bed, but most of them I stay awake and go try to grasp the few moments of actual real peaceful quietness that my country life is supposed to provide me. I sit with my coffee ( black of course, and strong ) with a book, magazine or my knitting. Until the rest of the house awakens and all is lost to the roaring of the T.V.
 On rare mornings I am met with alertness and am able to really take in the beauty and wonder that surround our home. I stop and stare out to the horizon or out to the woods taking a visual photograph to try and remember. The sky is often cotton candy pink and lavender, or swirled with clouds and sunshine is peeking through. The trees are different everyday. Sometimes still and other times being tossed with the wind.  It is surreal, and those are the moments I cherish. I am able to really appreciate the life I could never have had in the city.
As spring approaches in my mind, all sorts of planning and prepping are going to need to take place. We will have trees to plant, garden beds to make and new animals to care for. All are more blessings that come from this new place I call home. Then my mornings will be filled with more hustle and bustle than they are today and I will really have to take a step back and remind myself to not forget about the beautiful sky or the wind blowing in the trees or my hens anxiously waiting to be released into the world to forage the day away.
Ah, the beauty and the wonder of it all.

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