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Wednesday
Mar042009
Seven is a Week of Grace
March 4, 2009
1. Here's another fact about the sea: Sometimes a cloud covers most of the water except a glimmering bar throwing sheets of gold back at the sky, way out there. That way-out-there gold gives me the most exquisite yearning that I've ever felt.
2. There were many things that I ticked off of my to-do list today. I bought watercolors for my kids, picked up cushions for our rooftop space, bought tea cups, brought my van in to have the clutch fixed, visited a friend, and bought a 50 lb bag of rice. All in the heat of the market in the nearby town. I'm very proud.
3. The aforesaid friend cooked food for my sister and I, and continued to feed us throughout our visit. She fed us aloo tomato curry, chapattis, pulao, cookies, tea, and cake. We sat and gobbled food, and she gobbled up our appreciation.
4. I spent a day marketing with my sister. A treasure.
5. The hot season is breaking in on us like a sweaty tide. We are making plans to move to the Himalayas for a few months, and while we prepare, I have declared a school vacation. The grace part? Hope for cool weather ahead? Remind me of this post when I actually put on a long-sleeved shirt for the first time in ten months.
BONUS: Eleanor's limericks in the comment sections of my last two posts are the BEST EVER. What a special lift to my day.
2. There were many things that I ticked off of my to-do list today. I bought watercolors for my kids, picked up cushions for our rooftop space, bought tea cups, brought my van in to have the clutch fixed, visited a friend, and bought a 50 lb bag of rice. All in the heat of the market in the nearby town. I'm very proud.
3. The aforesaid friend cooked food for my sister and I, and continued to feed us throughout our visit. She fed us aloo tomato curry, chapattis, pulao, cookies, tea, and cake. We sat and gobbled food, and she gobbled up our appreciation.
4. I spent a day marketing with my sister. A treasure.
5. The hot season is breaking in on us like a sweaty tide. We are making plans to move to the Himalayas for a few months, and while we prepare, I have declared a school vacation. The grace part? Hope for cool weather ahead? Remind me of this post when I actually put on a long-sleeved shirt for the first time in ten months.
BONUS: Eleanor's limericks in the comment sections of my last two posts are the BEST EVER. What a special lift to my day.
Reader Comments (5)
There's nothing quite like Indian hospitality--they ply you with delicious food. I've been on the receiving end and it was my pleasure.
If you go to the mountains for awhile to escape the heat will you retain your current residence for your return?
We'll be moving soon and I'm already dreading the 'changing houses'. Having moved so many times in my life, one would think it would be a breeze. But it's not. I try to have fun in spite of it. Two choices in any given: kick against the pricks or receive the grace God offers. I've had a lot of sore feet in my day, and I can tell you--grace is a whole lot better.
Eleanor did write some lovely limericks.
The Himalayas? Please take more amazing pictures there.
And I've been meaning to write you and say thanks for the Tales of Kingdom recommend. Beautiful.
I'm so pleased that I lifted your day, seeing as you lift mine so often! And ohmygoodness thanks for the link, I feel like I got a guest spot on my favourite tv show..."Oh look!! I'm IN THAT WORLD!!" Thanks Rae.
P.S. The Himalayas huh? So casually mentioned. Amazing. Well, I'm sitting comfortably in front of my laptop...are we there yet?...are we there yet? Of course, my fingers are now itching to write a limerick with the last line "So they all went to the Himalayas" (ba-boom). What rhymes with Himalayas...hmm...team players...layers....
The community was a group of team players
But they dreamed of one day wearing layers,
For ten months they did sweat
And their clothes did get wet,
So they all went to the Himalayas.
This limerick writing has become a terrible addiction....must...stop...writing....limericks......
Hope you have a refreshing day.
I love Eleanor!
The himalayas! Wow...