I have so many things to tell you about the weekend, about the long ride I took with my two favorite people,
about the leaves changing…
and the radio show we performed on on Saturday.
I want to show you this picture because it’s so damn cute…
and let you that we have tomatoes coming out of our ears in case you need any.
I want to tell you about our new kitten and why my fear that my husband likely lost his mind is equal to the fear I have for my furniture.
And I want to show you my new favorite photo.
I woke up this morning with every intention show you all these things by performing my Monday ritual of coffee and words. But as I stretched my limbs, turned on the coffee pot and let the dogs out the door I got distracted by the way the frozen air leftover from the evening made the stock dam steam as the sun worked on warming the morning.
I stood at the big windows and watched it roll off the top of the water and suddenly I was very aware of the seconds passing. It seemed the season was changing right in front of my eyes and I wanted to be wide awake.
I didn’t feel like Monday morning or the sleep lines that hadn’t yet had a chance to work their way off my face. I didn’t feel like the daunting deadlines of the week or the kitchen that needed a good cleaning. I didn’t even feel like coffee.
I felt like I needed to be on the other side of those windows.
So before Husband could finish buttoning his work shirt, I pulled on my boots, tucking my bulky sweatpants inside the tops as I reached for a second sweatshirt from the laundry pile. I didn’t want to waste time on things like proper clothing. I had to capture this quiet moment that I was certain to be short-lived.
Because I know that once it hits the horizon, the sun rises fast…and it never stops moving.
It’s always on time.
I know that raindrops dry up.
I know that when the leaves start to change, winter isn’t far away…
And if I would have slept a few minutes longer I would have missed the pair of ducks cutting their way through the mist.
I know I don’t want to miss these moments.
Or these moments.
And I know there are so many things to say…