Collecting Peace: The Sky

In the heavens God has pitched a tent for the sun.
— Psalms 19:4

The March sky!

Sigh.

I find my shoes in utility room. Sandy soles leaving a mess on the new tile. I tie the turquoise laces, stand up ready for steady paces jogging around the neighborhood for the first time since we moved into this house.

I have walked several times down the street to my in-law's house or as Oliver calls it Grandmom's house,

but I had yet to go for a jog.

I regret not bringing my phone because the dusk was dreamy.

A lavender sky 

a tangerine sun

pale dried out golden grass 

grey branches and

magenta blooms on the trees

Spring art

refresh my heart.

But this weekend a cold front moved through too. Heavy rains and cloudy days. 

I started reading The Wind in the Willows.

Jumping off all his four legs at once, in the joy of living and the delight of spring without its cleaning, he pursued his way across the meadow till he reached the hedge on the further side.
— Wind in the Willows

Recommended by Anne Bogel; 11 Books that are better in Spring

We took our shaggy Maggie dog to the groomer a week to soon for their spring cleaning special. She came back looking silly but cheerful with two pink bows on her ears. Now she is shivering and must be brought inside. Last week it was hot, and we thought her fur was too thick for the warming weather. 

As I type, Oliver in too small 4th of July pajamas chases Maggie around. Maggie tries to hide under my desk, and so now Oliver is under my desk too.

It's been hard to focus or concentrate on writing or on art this past month. Oliver doesn't take the usual naps. Also, we are still settling in.

I am finding my footing in this new time and space. And so, often when my heart needs some grace I come back to my favorite spacious place; the sky and I receive the peace of God' s beautiful creation.

 

Collecting Peace