This fern is growing in a spot that it shouldn't be but no one has pulled the plant and so it grows. I walk by the fern daily and mark the new shoots when they appear. No matter what, roots are established and more green appears.
I tend to not be a philosophical sort of person, I leave that kind of thinking for my husband. When we first met, we were eating french fries on a date and he asked "do you wonder why we are here?" and I responded seriously "Do you mean here, in a Wendy's restaurant?".....Yeah, I'm that kind of deep thinker.
However, this week has been a reflective week for me celebrating life and its seasons, of people who have left us and of new beginnings. And how life goes on, no matter what. I've walked my wooded neighborhood, enjoyed the blue heron who returned once more after a couple of weeks of absence. Kim did a beautiful blog post about blue herons. I wonder what my blue heron is messaging to me?
The mums in the color that I like are doing well. I tend to love flowers in all colors except yellow and my husband, well he loves yellow! So now we each have our color favorite to feast on. The air is cooler and the shift seems permanent now that the summer days have surrendered to the autumn season. I've turned the heat on in the mornings and have worn a woolen sweater. Ah, the best moment ever.
The kids are good, they love their new to them towns and are settled in. A sense of normalcy has washed over their days so as you know, my days also have eased into a quiet happiness knowing they are happy and safe. I have deep gratitude for cell phones and how connected I am to them no matter the miles.
Thank you all for being readers, some who comment, some who are silent but read my posts. I've loved the friendships that have been forged, I enjoy visiting new to me blogs and of course my "old" friends. Your kind words about my uncle are treasured.
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