This morning everyone was out of the house and I was alone. I drank my coffee in complete silence while looking out over the lake. It was glorious. The birds were chirping and I could hear a lawn mower humming in the distance. I was quiet and still and I just sat there enjoying every last drop of my coffee. Then I ran inside and grabbed my camera and flip flops and went for a walk.
Sometimes I get so busy that I forget to just stop and enjoy the moment. To sit quietly without the TV on or looking at my phone mindlessly wasting time. I usually spend my days going from cleaning to cooking to cleaning and feeding children and worrying about naps and what’s for dinner that I don’t just stop. Let my mind wander. Watch the birds fly over the lake or a couple of squirrels chase each other.
Kids do it all the time. They can walk outside and just look around and be amazed by everything that’s happening. I love that about them. The ability to just absorb their surroundings. I like to see what catches Preston’s eye when we go for walks. What he notices. Sometimes it’s a tall tree that he hadn’t noticed how the leaves looked or maybe it’s the freshly cut grass of a neighbor. Children don’t miss much. They notice everything.
I don’t know when we lose that as adults. Maybe it’s when we get mortgages and jobs and responsibilities. I do know that on vacation day number 4 I usually can find myself in that state of mind. It’s takes that long until the voice inside my head quits telling me all the things I should be doing or what I need to remember to do when I get back.
Please tell me I’m not the only one with that voice?
She is usually my very organized friend who keeps me on task at hand. But on vacations, I really don’t remember buying her a ticket and wanting her to join us. She can stay at home and do laundry and organize the pantry for me and I would be so pleased. Maybe make a meal or two for the freezer would be nice too.
But this morning I silenced the list going off in my head. I hushed the to do’s and walked out with my flip flops and a camera and just noticed the way this tree is falling slowly into the lake. I love the way it reaches out over the water. Kind of like it wants to do a very slow dive. In the spring this tree was a beautiful purple and I kept saying I was going to do take a picture of it and never did. I regret that now as I notice how beautiful the branches are defying gravity at their angles.
I stopped and got down low and looked at things at different angles and snapped away at any and everything that caught my eye.
I felt like I was in 4th grade again and my Mom had just given me my first camera for my birthday. I fell hard for that camera. We were best buds. I had so many rolls of film to develop each week my parents had to create chores for me to do just to make enough money to keep my hobby going. I had albums lining my dresser. I would snap pictures of everything I loved and spend hours painstakingly arranging them into stories. All about my cat named Ashley.
This morning I was 9 years old again! Not a care in the world. Not a thought about dinner menus, or laundry baskets that needed to be put away or errands that needed to be done. I was free!
Then it got hot!
That voice who tells me how to stay on task came up to me and tapped me on the shoulder and asked me what in the world am I doing going around behind all my neighbors houses snapping pictures of trees and dead bushes?
So I grabbed my new found Fall looking seed things and walked back home. It was great while it lasted!
Here’s to hoping you have some time today to just be.