Have you ever caught a whiff of fragrances you wish you could bottle, and keep forever? Today is filled with fragrances — and ruminations!
“…I have to write to discover what I am doing. Like the old lady, I don’t know so well what I think until I see what I say; then I have to say it again.”― Flannery O’Connor, The Habit of Being: Letters of Flannery O’Connor
Early days in July and I cannot find words to express the delight a change in the weather has wrought —- If I didn’t know better, I’d think this was a day in early June.
Yet, I was able to pick flowers from the seeds I planted back then.
Their fragrances reminded me of a scent I wish I could bottle: marigold mixed with lavender and a splash of red geranium.
Wouldn’t that be grand?
Each to her own, the rose fans may harumph .
This good weather is like diamond —multi-faceted and precious; sunshine, cool dry air . . . breezy twilights on a screened in porch: so valuable. Life is good — just for today.
The forecast urges me to enjoy what I can while I can because today won’t last. July in Maryland has just begun, and August is revving up for this year’s performance.
Just for today, though, I will enjoy what I can’t bottle . . . remembering other unexpectedly beautiful days. ( An Open Window Kind of Day)
You are right reader . . . I am repeating myself . . . the elusive, mercurial, fleeting fragrance, beauty and terror of time is a perennial plant in my autumn’s garden. (Repeating my “Poem”)
Today, happiness is enjoying what will not stay — Like Dr. Seuss says:
I hope your day, dear reader is filled with fragrances that will delight, calm, and build you up.
“Enjoy the little things, for one day you may look back and realize they were the big things.” ― Robert Brault
Love the Brault quote – oh, so true! And the things we thought were the “big things” are swept away.
Blessings on you and your musings!
I don’t know who Robert Brault is — but he sure has some good quotes!
The storm that gave us yesterday’s spring-like, unbelievably beautiful weather downed an enormous, many decades old tree in my daughter’s neighborhood. There’s a lesson in that somewhere…
We met a new grandson yesterday, a tiny gift straight from God’s hand. Words escape me.
Love you, beautiful friend!
Good Morning! and congratulations for that marvelous gift — love you back good buddy!