Jack and the Bean Stalk

I used to think Jack was marvelous until he cut down the bean stalk. Then I decided I wanted to grow up in a famous charcuterie. Thank goodness for plates of boudin and baguettes with rillettes. I think food is beautiful. Life in tiny green pods. I'm watching CNN eating micro greens. I know where my sunflower shoots came from. I bought them this morning from the guy who plucked them from the earth. One person, to another person. In another part of my brain Stan Grant is talking about nuclear power plants while they flash images of Japan under water. They're talking about active search and rescue, they're looking for a void, signs of life. It's odd and slightly upside down. Life in the shoots, life in the water. The more I watch, the less I understand. On the other side of the world, life in peril. It feels like there's not enough help to go around. 

Lesson #59: Save the world a little at a time

It's a wonderful life

I'm gonna fill every Saturday with sunshine and fresh air. I love the blue sky. I keep thinking about green pea shoots. I cleaned out my closet, and recycled my junk drawers. I lived today, every second. It was beautiful, wonderful, slightly perfect. I never do that. I am that girl. I like to predict the future, plan, expect, find disappointment in broken promises. This may sound miserable but I hated change. Why screw with my over organized timeline? One day something put a crack in my shell. Yesterday kicking and screaming out of the frame, the next, slow and steady, forward march. I lived today just like this. Everything smelling like roses, I didn't even hate the birds in my front yard that peep at 3:00am. I am the new night owl that wakes up early. Welcome to my lovely life, crunchy food, straight lines, a sweet dog, and a cold apartment that smells like a meyer lemon. I think life is a very great thing.   

Lesson #58: I hope this lasts forever.