My day started with a deep rich mug of coffee and a long conversation with my neighbor Noah. After he helped me carry my ridiculous collection of boots into Angel’s Haven, I spent a pleasant hour puttering among my possessions. I moved some blankets to make a space for the boots. I re-folded the blankets into a little crevice on the far side of the cedar chest. A load of towels went into the washer unit.
As the day progressed, and the sun arced above the park, I found myself drawn outside. A hawk balanced at the top of the tree behind my neighbor’s home to the west. I slipped inside to get my camera but he vanished in the interim. I snapped a few frames anyway, just because the trees have never looked so noble nor the blue of the sky more breathtakingly majestic.
Then I went out walking. I visited with Robin, the newest member of our community, who rewarded me with a heavenly slice of pumpkin souffle. I stayed long enough for her pups to accept me. Afterwards, I finished straightening my house, then drowsed in my tiny easy chair with a book at hand.
I like having Fridays off from my ‘day job’. A gift, this day in between the work-week and the weekend. It’s another beautiful day in paradise; how could I not be joyful?
It’s the eighteenth day of the seventieth month of My Year Without Complaining. Life continues.