8.07.2006

Tinny toes on frog heads ...

The image of Jamison's little chubby, ankleless feet standing upon a stone garden frog while Krista held him up so that he could explore the fountain in front of him has tickled my heart since we were at the market on Saturday. Have you ever noticed how fascinated children are with water? Especially when it is found in an unexpected place ... Like the middle of the market or in a colorful plastic tub in their yard.
Being with my girls was so good. It is funny that even though we have spent countless hours together over the decade and a half that we have been loving each other ... I still feel lucky when I get to spend time with them. I still love their presence, their humor, their laughter. They can make me laugh like few people ... When we are all together the giggling often becomes unbearable to others. And often we could not tell you what is so funny ... Often we are laughing at each other laughing.
I had some beautiful moments this weekend.
Kevin and I were over at Grandpa's out in his garden. As grandpa was doing what he loves most ... Loading up bags of veggies to nourish his granddaughters body, I was smelling the roses. I closed my eyes, and just stood there with the sun kissing my face (One might think that I have a special thing going on with the sun ... I have been getting a lot of sun-kisses!) and just let the scent of warm red grandpa roses fill my soul and tried to capture that moment in my heart. I have a feeling that this will be the last summer that Grandpa is in his house and has his garden. It is hard to think about ... I grew up in that house ... In that garden ... Between the rows of my peas. I have been missing my grandma a lot lately. I miss her rubbing my feet as I layed on the coach. I miss her humming ... she was always humming. I miss her soft arms. I have been so blessed to have had incredible grandparents. I wonder if Grandpa knows how much his beets and peas feed my soul as much as my body?
I don't know how I will eat it all though ... My fridge is a farmers market, yes, a whole market!
I was also once again blessed to go out to Kirst's parents place by Pridis. Driving out there was so beautiful. The mountains where shadows of different shades layered in front of each other. As I pulled up I saw Kirst sitting in the swing by herself. I noticed something weird right away ... She was alone, no kids. We swang and talked looking out into the forest surrounding the house. It was a gorgeous night. It was also nice when Tayah came running down the hill in her ice-cream sun-dress and danced for us!
Once again I wonder where I would be without my friends.

2 comments:

Christine Neale said...

Hi Heather! I jump onto your site every so often to catch up on your spirit. Hope to see you later in August (26th?)
Dave

Christine Neale said...

It is so good to hear you in your blogs - nice to have you back! I miss seeing and hugging you - maybe in August!

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