today i …
washed some vintage sheets i found at the local goodwill for future quilt projects.
i marveled at the whiteness of my geraniums.
i waited for guests that never arrived.
i thought about advice from oprah … “you also have to know what sparks the light in you so that you, in your own way, can illuminate the world.”
i smiled when i saw my iris, that i planted three years ago from a piece of root a guest gave me, bloomed for the first time.
i waited for strong storms. they didn’t arrive either.
i started piecing together my quilt. it was as wonderfully enjoyable, just as i thought it would be.
it was a good day.