The sun is out and the icicles on roof are melting away, a welcome respite from the dark long days of winter. The doubts that plagued me just days ago are gone, leaving as quickly as they arrived. The things of every day life go on and today I’m thankful to just sit in a dry house with running water, nursing my cold. I’m spending the day pouring over the many seed catalogs arriving daily in the mail, dreaming of warmer days and vast gardens filled with flowers.
Yesterday was not such a tranquil day, one that pulls us out of any mystical place and smacks us right back into reality. As I sat pondering a much needed nap, I heard the sound of running water. Thinking it was the bath I sat a bit longer wondering why it was so noisy. Needless to say it was not the bath and I found we had burst a pipe outside, water pouring down the side of our home. Maintenance guys poured in and out of the house all afternoon, searching for a valve to restore water to the inside while keeping it off on the outside. They did finally find it and to their credit it was hidden under the ceiling put in by the builders. They shop vac’d the water that had seeped inside and promise to come clean my carpet left a bit muddy by their coming and going. I have to tell you, it’s nice to have an association and not have to take care of this myself anymore, other than the initial phone call. Of course this means there will be no vast gardens as I have no vast yard where I can plant them, but I have plenty of deck and patio space for pots and I have my “woods” and meadows filled with trees and wildflowers.
Today, before I leave for work. I’m going to sit with my cup of tea, enjoying the sunshine and remembering that soon I’ll be sitting by the water against my favorite tree, enjoying the gentle days of spring.