Daily life continues. There is the chronic pile of laundry, the usual stack of dishes (the same dishes really), and the floor to be constantly swept, but occasionally (especially this time of year) is the element of surprise to keep things new.
As if the tulips and daffodils aren't enough...
I was weeding my front flower beds and gave out a cry of excitement (which James found very inappropriate) when I found my peony plant had not been lost to Winter (as I was sure she had-the delphinium and daisies next to her have had great green leaves for a month now). Joy!
The weather cant make up its mind; Rainy and cold, then sunny and warm. But the spring beauty remains constant.
On one of the warm nights we went over to Highland to an Elementary School for an orientation meeting for James' new 'learning lab' or third grade class he's in (by the way, according to his scores, he may very well have only missed three or so on his marathon test). I watched him in the classroom. Multiplication charts, reference books, science projects: James in his element.
We lingered after at the playground. People, unstructured physical play, and monkey bars: Sam in his element
There was a soccer ball on the field. Open fields, a ball of any sort, and a goal to reach: Luke in his element.
I was pumping on the swings. Surrounded by my kids, snow frosted mountains, and a quiet pink sunset: Me in my element.
And where was Josh? At a concealed weapons permit class. Huh?
Where, and with what, are you in your element?