“It is the still, yellow kind of afternoon when one is apt to get stuck in a dream if one sits very quiet”
~ Dodie Smith
I plan to do some of that later: sit quietly on my deck with a book. We are heading back into a long string hot days and I intend to make the most of them.
Tend my garden, freeze green beans, go to the library, visit with family, and camera play: that’s about all I have on my plate for this day. And that’s enough.
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I read an article posted on social media yesterday with advice from a grandmother to a grandchild. I’ve been pondering, for some time, penning some words of wisdom for my granddaughter and this article nudged me farther in that direction. Maybe a book, maybe a series of articles, maybe something meant for her eyes alone, or maybe with a wider audience–I don’t know yet. First, I write; the rest will fall into place.
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Green bean harvest.
Last night’s sunset–and a home with a view.
Coffee with a friend yesterday afternoon.
Clear blue sky this morning.
Blueberries and goat cheese in salad.
The chipmunk that has taken up residence in our cul de sac this summer.
I’ve made a list of quotable lines from each grandchild since they were ity-bitties and wondering what to do with them – how to present them, if ever. The 13-year-old mowing my grass right now said some pretty hilarious things at age 3.
With your grandchild, maybe start with gleanings from your blog posts about her. You’ll have plenty. Your poem is lovely.
Oh! You reminded me that I have a file with some of my granddaughter’s sayings from when she was much younger too. I’ll have to dig it out!
I had a very brief talk with my grandson this weekend…he’s going to middle school this fall, and I was worried that he’d be influenced adversely by “bad kids.” He’s such a good kid, considerate, compassionate, caring, good big brother. And I told him, going into middle school, that he might meet up with “bad kids” and he had a choice to make. Stay good, stay as he is, or go to the dark side (he understands Star Wars). I encouraged “Stay as he is.”
Those short conversations that drop nuggets of wisdom are priceless, Karen. My daughter and I were talking yesterday about how different the world is now compared to when she was growing up. She recently shared a journal she wrote when she was about the same age as my granddaughter is now with her and was struck with the difference. I am glad I am not raising a child in these times.