We enjoy vegetable soup for lunch after church, and I lose another game of chess while we eat. I’m determined to crack the code of this game and beat my undefeated-in-this-house husband.
I told Makiya that I’ll phone her with the celebratory news when I manage it.
”I won’t believe it’s you on the phone,” she said. That’s how dismal my chances are. I soldier on trying.
Later we do some housework, then Gerry goes outside to wash the cars. I head to the woman cave thinking I’ll get some things done. But I’m overwhelmed by it all, and end up accomplishing little.
I grab my camera and macro lens and go outside to the front flower bed where fragrant hyacinths are in bloom. There, down on the ground, I lean in. The combination of the sweet perfume of the flowers and the peace of taking photographs settles me.
I remember the peace of paying attention. Spring brings with her many opportunities to practice.