Tuesday, May 17, 2016

May I have this dance?

Two nights ago I was outside at my son's house. We were looking at the garden in the deep heavy dusk with the light of the moon. The children were running around in the moonlight and he and Rachel were asking about all the plants in the new gardens in their new house.

Their yard is big with lots and lots of perennials. I knew most of them and gave advice (in a nice motherly way) about what were weeds and what were plants. 

They have one entire bed of Moon Flowers of which I am so envious. I think that was why they bought the house, and Aaron really can't stop bragging about the Moon Flowers. 

Jonah was so excited, "I know, I know...they only bloom in the moonlight."

Sometimes life is so hard and so tough that I think the only time left to bloom is indeed in the moonlight with the day behind us and the darkness prevailing.

I looked up, directly at the moon, and there was Jupiter dancing away with the moon. We all just sat in wonder starring and watching. It was the most enchanting night. Later, as they all went inside to make milkshakes before bedtime, I biked on home by the light of the moon and her partner, Jupiter.

I couldn't help but think how fickle that man in the moon is...later he will be dancing with mars and Venus, well the list goes on and yet Jupiter and Mars and Saturn and Venus all move on and continue their brightness. And, yes, I was crying by the time I got home.

I closed the garden gate and poured a glass of wine, built a late night campfire and sat outside alone in my garden just thinking. Those are hard moments. Those are important moments.

I was singing before long...and here you go...one of the songs I was singing.




And for all you lovely ladies out there...pour the wine, build a campfire, and sing a song. Love to all.