Perspective

I stood at the end of the driveway with Emma this morning. As we waited for the school bus to come over the hill, we watched the barn swallows soar and dive over the field across the street and back into our yard again. I can't help but think that barn swallows must be one of God's happiest creatures. Flight to them is like a dance, full of swoops and curves, twists and turns, and when they chance to sit on a wire to rest, they chirp and twitter. I find myself enchanted by their simple cheeriness.

It is a dark, quiet, rainy kind of day. I've already done the dishes and washed both the kitchen and the bathroom floors. For some reason "Que Sera Sera" has been running through my simple brain. It was on the radio one morning last week and keeps coming back to me. (It's James' fault. He set the radio station.) Somehow it makes me smile.

My Thankful List continues to grow, but I'm not sure if I am really doing it justice. I think I need a bright colored pack of sticky notes to write on as I go through my days....

- half a dozen jade plants
- barn swallows in the rain
- clean floors!
- unexpected day off
- peonies blooming