Sometimes we focus too much on the big events and special occasions – the things that make us feel elated and joyous. What we (read “I”) sometimes forget is that it’s the little day-to-day things that give us our sense of well-being. It’s how we arrange our lives and how we choose to live day in and day out.
Today I am struck by the fact that the sense of well-being I had for so many years is coming back to me. I think it is this that I missed more than anything else. It was the small daily comforts that made me ache as though I had lost something important.
What did I have? Oh, just a routine of walking the dog in the back 40 and the park next door, the lazy heat of summer pouring into the place, the small routines, the market – all of those things.
Today and for some days now, I notice that these things are coming back. I am finding a sense of equilibrium and contentment. Today I walked the dogs up the Red Mountain trail and Abby did fine! She ran and played and was completely back to her old self. I wore my new boots – of the crazy comfort of them! I shopped at the farmer’s market – and I so love markets! Bonus of the day: organic apricots, peaches and blueberries! I picked radishes from the garden. I will pick lettuce again later and then water. We have enough lettuce now that I no longer have to buy any!
I love having a garden. Working in a garden means so much to me – I forgot how much. I’ve missed it because even on the farm, it wasn’t really my garden and the way Pat gardened was not my way – so this is deeply fulfilling! Simon has completed the fence and gate! And now he’s building more boxes.
I think it’s crazy what he does – the entire outside of the house, the entire garden infrastructure and don’t even ask what else is on his list – it’s totally intimidating. And with all this on his plate, he still has time to sit down with me in the evening and let me clobber him at Scrabble!
What a guy!
In between everything else, I am now madly planning for our next few trips. First, Whitewater Canyon on Sunday. Then three days at Jumbo Pass, which entails trying to figure out food – baking bread, making a couple of salads and baking a bean loaf – plus breakfasts and lunch stuff and banana cookies. Whew!
And then, almost right away – Mount Robson.
As soon as all the planning and work that goes into these trips feels overwhelming, I remind myself: when it’s all done and we’re in our tent and on the trail, there is nothing to think about and nothing to do – total freedom and complete bliss. A little trouble in the planning is so worth it.