One of my favourite things to do on a grey and rainy day is to stay in my pajamas. For me, it’s almost as if this one semi-subversive act ensures a number of my other favourite things will fall right into place: reading, drinking hot beverages, cuddling on the couch, movies, staring blissfully out the window …
It’s funny. I never thought that I would turn into this homebody. It wasn’t that long ago that I would get up at 5.30 on a Friday morning to go to work and finally plunk myself back in bed 20-some hours later, only to fill the rest of my weekend with a host of energetic activities.
The thing is, I don’t even miss the chaos. These days, I’m happy to pull out a book on a weekend night or, like last night, spend the evening digging up lawn, planting seeds, eating takeout, and drinking wine.
It was a gorgeous day yesterday — spring with more than a hint of summer. On Friday morning, on my way to a volunteer gig, I saw more than one person smiling to themselves as they walked down the street. I love that! And yesterday was the physical manifestation of that feeling. It was like the whole world was smiling to themselves, happily humming a tune that seemingly appeared from nowhere.
I’m excited about summer — but I haven’t forgotten spring. How can I? As I stare out my window today, I have a view of all the amazing spring-like things that are happening. Here are a few of them:
Spring in my house means the Peace Lilies get ready to flower. They become the Divas of our houseplants, water addicts and attention-fiends. But, in a couple of short weeks, they become something really beautiful. This is just the beginning.
And then, outside the confines of my apartment is the backyard. The reason I’m here at Zero Mile Diet. We dug up another patch of lawn last night, and we’re ready to seed it with intention. But, before I got my hands dirty, I dug out the camera to show you a few other friends.
I’m not sure who this one is. I have a feeling it’s our Gooseberry bush, but Mr. Zero Mile Diet, or maybe one of you, might be able to set me straight on this. I welcome comments any time.
Finally, our little Pine. I got this little one as a seedling from an Expo of sorts. It’s now a good two feet tall and happy as can be in its pot. I’m too attached to it to put it in the ground and, as renters, that defaults to it living in a pot until we have some big sprawling property where we can plant it properly. Still, its little spring buds tell me that it’s doing just fine.
As Spring comes into its full glory, I welcome this grey and rainy day. Push those seeds further into the ground, rain, let them open and show their full colours.
Hmmm … This calls for another hot beverage.