Ok, so technically it's summer... but I'm spring cleaning. In the process, I discovered a different view... or maybe rediscovered, really. I found it inspiring in a quiet, unassuming way... a simpler way. For when the layers are pulled down, all you see is the exposed, foundational, elemental nature of life... fresh, growing... dare I say, blossoming! I stepped back, shifting the angle, switching the focus, adjusting the depth...toying with perspective. I found a renewed appreciation for simplicity.
... A grateful heart for this backyard view, fluttering green leaves bathed in the warm glow of afternoon light... framed within a wall of windows... the fine art of nature on display.
... A spilling-over-kind-of -love for fellas who treasure this place of discovery... who come running expectantly, wide-eyed, when I call, "Hey boys, come look..."
... A laughing joy for the simple sparrow, ear tuned, yet at ease; the robin, intentional, focused, fervently searching; and perhaps the largest, most well-fed, heathered tawny rabbit I've ever seen hopping out of our garden! I think we've named him Peter. At ease, my furry friend, you will encounter no Mr. McGregor here. :)
... A deep, abiding contentment in the bond of brothers... heads together... terms of endearment... sharing every moment. Sure, they challenge and fuss and patience is lost... we are human... and there is much to learn. But the tie of their hearts is unmistakable.
I love this view. Simple. Natural. Exposed, yet protected. For how can love grow, if it has no safe harbor? How can it be shared, nurtured, returned, if it is never freely released?
When Laura Ingalls Wilder said, "It is the simple things in life that make living worthwhile - sweet fundamental things such as love," I wonder if she was gazing through a window of home.