(Written Saturday, March 23, 2019)
…Remember yesterday’s nap?
Payback was cruel. It was roughly 4:00am before I fell asleep, so needless to say, this morning started a little later than normal.
Let me tell you about..
- After a slow start to the morning and breakfast, Liz & Timo & I headed down to the church to do a bit of work. Liz did the vacuuming inside & Timo hauled some branches outside. We were giving Dominic a bit of space as he has a big exam coming up in a couple of weeks and was studying. Sophie, for her part, did a bit of tidying up at the house while we were out. I’m thankful for everybody doing a little something to lighten the load collectively… whether at home or at church.
- I took a bit of a dive into the beehive today as well and was pleasantly surprised to see how full it was of nectar (future honey) and pollen (baby bee food). If you look really closely, you’ll see nectar glistening in the cells on the top left side of the comb and the more dull yellow pollen bottom right.
- Once back at the house, I was able to finish potting up two rose-bushes that I’d gotten Liz for Mother’s Day 2015 (our first Mother’s Day here). We’d had them in pots near the front entrance, but they were a bit root bound and just barely survived last summer’s heat. Having bounced back marvelously, I wanted to give them a fresh lease on life for the summer… so they each got a bigger pot.
Some of these things may seem frivolous…
…(bees, plants) but in some ways, we really don’t have a place of our own anymore… whether in Canada or in France. Having sold our house there and renting here (the reason the roses are in pots; we always have, in the back of our minds, that we may have to move at some point and want to be able to take them with us), we feel like vagabonds to some extent. These are little things that help us “feather our nest” so to speak: They allow us to feel just a little bit more like there’s a place we belong.
So please, if you will, indulge my intermittent frivolity.
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