Friday feels to me
like comfort
it happens to not be a work day for me
and has quickly become
my favourite day
most often I spend at least the morning
with my love
a small bit of shopping
(also known as finding a few more books)
the rest of the day, more or less
is all mine
to do with what I wish
today is sunshine, though still rather cool
tomorrow spring arrives and how wonderful
is that
usually thoughts are, Thank Goodness
but the past year of
out-of-the-ordinariness
has not really felt so long, rather
like a continued endless loop
being that we are not entirely through this mess
yet
still, spring has that hopeful feeling, doesn’t it
birds in the garden are at the gathering
sticks and grasses, traces of dog hair
building materials
for nesting
and that indeed is a hopeful thing
also poking lots into the newly uncovered grass
for bits of nourishment
longer hours of daylight as well have that
feel good feeling about them
and loads of little green sprouts
everywhere
I’ve been feeling a tad bit cynical
with regards to the social media world
of late
and tired I guess, of ridiculous disapproval
soap box steppers
and know so much more than the rest of us
tellers
alternatively, I’ve been quite happy to wander museums
period properties
and English gardens
in thoughts of a flowering
things that might beautify this wondrous world
instead of detractor’s distractions
and dissatisfactions
I’ve been thinking about
aging and settling,
refreshing
and
things that renew
like love
kindness and
friendship
and just how wonderful it can be
when we nourish each
other
and watch then,
how things
grow ♥