Books by the old Leather Chair

  • Snow In The Summer
  • My Bible
  • The Power of Silence
  • What Comes Next and to Like It
  • Encore Provence
  • A Year in Provence

Sunday, July 21, 2013

A Sunday

Current went off last night for over 3 hours.
It does this often and usually does not bother me
but last night when lights flickered at 8:30
it seemed sleep would not arrive.

Many thoughts surface and I am
sad, my neighbor who bought the home I built 13 years ago
 on
this property after leaving old farm house
 made a visit yesterday after returning  from Rhode Island.
 She shared about buying a condo in that location.
It is where she grew up, went to school, university
and still has a few friends left in that area.
 Workload of grounds, no new friends except me
and wants to go home.  In late 70's - like this one - she had better do it quickly.

I understand but I will miss her as we communicated 2 or 3 times a week
and her N.Y. Times was always welcome on Sunday.
Wonder with the economy
how soon it will sell and about new neighbors.
I know she will still be here for a number of months
and will welcome this time.

I understood all she shared and my reason for returning to this land
was because of starting over in this location 35 years ago.  Also my love of
gardening, nature and seems I am deeply rooted in this soil.

The shower that fell last night and today would not fill a large glass.
Hardly dampened the ground.  Hopefully more will arrive as predicted.

Emails from children and comments that my daughter shares with me
always make me smile.  She won a makeover and loved it.  Her eyebrows
are fine but the young woman made them a little darker.   My youngest
misses nothing and made the reply when seeing her mom "what has happened to your eye brows?" :)
I can just visualize her with her hands on her little hips, looking at her mom and saying this.

Image received from daughter who lives in Florida.
I like it and a reminder of my love of the ocean.
Also an image of Bear in his new home in Washington D.C
with my grandson
here he is with his girlfriend's dog.
A little puppy that I found on my country road almost a year and half ago sure
has had an exciting life with a lot of travels.

Day is ending
a new week
soon to begin.

"As long as you chase happiness,
you are not ready to be happy,
even if you owned everything.

As long as you lament a loss,
run after prizes in restless races,
youh have not yet known peace.

But when you have moved beyond desire,
become a stranger to your goals and longings
and call no longer on happiness by name,

then your heart rises calmly
above the ebb and flow of action
and peace has reached your soul.

~~Happiness by Herman Hesse
in "The Seasons of the Soul"~~

7 comments:

Tabor said...

The key for our happiness when we age is to be prepared for change. We must accept it in ourselves and others and just go with the flow. Life is still full and interesting, just different.

the wild magnolia said...

Sorry the friend is returning to RI. Hope someone comes to take her place, a kindred spirit.

Loved the poem. Somewhat like the buddhist outlook. Letting go, not striving to make life be a certain way.


Thank you for sharing!

Beverly said...

Just read about a week's worth of your posts....Since Google Reader is gone, I find I do not catch up like I used to.... I do hope the inflammation eases up. I am always in awe of how much you do! I love all your pictures of the flowers and sure wish I had a sunny yard for vegetables!!!! Wish I was your neighbor!!!

Judy said...

Yes--the poem says it all. I can understand why the neighbor wants to return home!

One Woman's Journey - a journal being written from Woodhaven - her cottage in the woods. said...

Tabor, Sandy, Judy, thank you
and Beverly
Oh that would please me :)

Nancy said...

Thanks for sharing the poem.

Sharon said...

It is hard to be the one left behind. I am happy for friends who move away to start new adventures, but I need time to feel the sadness of their loss before I can move on. I don't find it easy to replace old friends and neighbors; it takes time and energy and luck.