Snow and Sun

morning-snow

Looking out the window while making my coffee, I see the sun streaming through the trees.

The backyard, for a moment, looks magical.

A winter wonderland.

In the Backyard

chairs

An August afternoon in my parents’ backyard is filled with laughter and conversation.

We sit below the climbing roses, on the deck my father built. The gardens surrounding us have been planted and tended by my mother. Chickadees swoop over our heads and chipmunks skitter by. These fences hold memories.

While Sunday supper warms in the oven, more memories are made.

Painting Fences

Painted

It’s messy, time-consuming, and hard on the back, knees, and wrist, but I love to paint.

I’ve been working on staining all the decking, pergolas, and screen house in our yard this summer. Seeing the progress makes it such a satisfying job. Not to mention anticipating how great everything will look when I’m done.

Best of all, though, is the quiet time to think. I’ve always loved solitary work. Not that I don’t also enjoy being around other people, but it really doesn’t bother me to be alone. Painting is something I can do that gives me focus and puts me in the moment.

Do you have an activity that helps you be in the moment?