Monday, March 22, 2010

sunshine and lavender

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I close my eyes, because the sun is so bright. I like it that way. My legs are bare and the grass tickles my skin as I stretch them out fully. I rest one arm above my head where my dark hair, already warmed by the sun, spreads out on the grass. In my other hand I hold a sprig of lavender, plucked only moments before, and I play absentmindedly with it as I lay there, brushing it past my nose so I can catch the scent. I think to myself "hmm, I'm actually laying in the grass. when was the last time I did that?" and then I don't think anymore. I just lay there, the sun on my face, the fragrance of lavender lingering on my fingertips, an ant crawling across my toe...

Somewhere nearby a bird chirps, and the pleasant noise of Emma and Annabelle playing together drifts through the yard. Rosalie crawls bravely across the grass (she usually hates it), her cries of delight causing me to open my eyes, lift my head and look. She is headed for a puddle, and I choose to intervene.

So ends my reverie. But I don't mind, for there is a picnic to be had, with two little girls giggling as they eat their sandwiches and goldfishies, which of course will taste much better than they do if you eat them inside. We did our schoolwork outside too, because it is infinitely more delightful to learn of subtraction and long vowels when one is bathed in friendly sunshine and soft breezes.

These are the days. The days of windows and doors thrown open wide to welcome those soft breezes and that friendly sunshine, and the sound of the twittering of the birds who gather in our yard to eat my cat's food. (I don't mind, as long as they sing for their supper.) The days of blooms and blossoms and green growing things... soft-petaled roses and sweet jasmine, petite blue flowers and frilly white daffodils.
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The days of bare arms and legs, attached to two small girls who fly happily through the grass, glad to be outside in the pleasant world where they and their imaginations can run free. Days of tangled curls that blow in their smiling faces and get wilder as the day goes on, of chalk-covered fingers and knees, bare feet and dirty toes. And freckles, freckles that sprinkle themselves across Emma's sun-kissed nose and cheeks-- a new one every minute, it seems.
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Days of color and life, vibrant and full, rich with blessings and everywhere reminders of God's goodness no matter what. 

Hello, oh happy spring. And welcome.

what's your favorite thing about spring?

13 comments:

Tristan said...

oh..that was just precious!!

Rebecca said...

that sounds just about perfect! oh, green, lovely lovely green, how i miss you! :) emma's freckles are adorable!

i'm lindsey. said...

i smiled after i read the first sentence........
i continued to smile until the last sentence........
heck.....i'm still smiling :)
i HEART this post. BIG TIME.

you are the bestest mommy/teacher/fun haver EVER :)

xoxoxo
happy spring to you and your girlies :)

and your hubby too!!!

molly june. said...

oh, spring. you describe it so perfectly :) hasn't the weather been just perfect? your girls are so sweet too. xo.

alyssa said...

This really makes me want to plant some lavender :)

Kyla Roma said...

Oh my goodness, this sounds like paradise! =)

I'm waiting for the part of spring where the ground is dry enough to lie down on the grass and be warmed up by the sun, that's my favourite.

Jenn@the loves of jenn said...

My favorite part of spring is when it finally actually arrives. We are still in the 30's here... :( We had a few teaser days of open window weather and now back to gloom. I can't wait to get outside!!! What a beautiful post!

Lisa said...

Long hikes are becoming my new favorite thing about spring. :)

This was so good!

chandra hall said...

what a truly beautiful blog! you are a lovely writer <3

Sunny said...

Wow, your pictures are just beautiful and vibrant and full of color! What a lovely day!

.jimaie.marie. said...

this post made my SOUL smile, it really did. Spring is so amazing, so bright and so colorful. I love how it coincides with Easter, reiterating the meaning of new life and things being resurrected from the dead (bulbs from the year before!)
Seeing all the gorgeous flowers, clear blue skies and feeling the breeze always makes me feel renewed and reminds me of great our God really is... He made all that pretty!!!

OneCraftyFox said...

This is my first visit to your blog. You are a lovely writer, you have such an eloquent way with words :)

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