As you can see from the picture above, I went for a bike ride, a long, slow bike ride. With a lot of coaching and support from my sister-in-law (certified yoga instructor extraordinaire. Check out her website http://www.indriyaomyoga.com/) I am working hard to stay in the moment and enjoy the beauty around me. So, what did I notice on my bike ride tonight?
I noticed the wind in my face. While it was a refreshing breeze it made the first 10 km of my ride just a little harder. I will remember the coolness of the breeze and the goose bumps on my arms when the temperature soars to 30 degrees later this week. With the breeze came the bumping together of the clouds above and a little tease of blue sky as the clouds parted and gathered again and again. That breeze also rustled the beginnings of the corn plants. At this time of the year it seems they go from six inches to six feet overnight. Today, they are six inches.
I noticed how green everything is. All the greens a mind could imagine. While we've complained (at least I have!) about the dark, gloomy June and wet start to July it certainly has made everything around us lush and fresh.
I noticed how many really BIG trees there are around here. So many fields and yards full of those kinds of trees that look undressed without a hammock or an old tire swing. It is this kind of tree that MUST be in the yard of that last home we buy, the one we will settle in into our old age. The one our grandkids (and hopefully great-grandkids) will swing in and climb on. The one we will sit under with a cool lemonade on a hot summer day. You know the kind!
I noticed (even though I'm not supposed to:) the songs on my i-phone as I pedalled through farm roads. Thank heavens for whoever thought to put Celine Dion in the same room with Andrea Bocelli. This song was MADE for a summer evening, especially one where your senses are alive to all around you. Some of my other favourites are: Brown-Eyed Girl (of course!), Home (by Phillip Phillips - that song just reaches my soul), Ray LaMontagne - You Are The Best Thing and anything by James Taylor. I can't imagine a world without music!
I noticed a lot of barns. Most of them with long drawn faces. All of them missing a few front teeth. There's something about old buildings that catches my eye and, quite often, my camera's eye. There's a story in each of those old buildings about bumper crops and the lean years. One of my dreams is to have shelving made of old barn boards, hung up with wrought iron brackets.
Well, that's my bike ride for this evening. The rest of the day involved a trip out to Harrison to check out the overflowing lagoon and have a bit to eat and a dance in the kitchen. Yes, you heard me right. My husband, the shy one you all think you know, loves to catch me up in the middle of baking or cleaning or doing the dishes and take me for a spin around the kitchen. Often the radio's on and after so many years together it's usually easy to match his steps. Today, the song was in his head and this made my task a little more challenging. The usual smile at the end of the interruption today turned into laughter.
So much to be grateful for:)