Wow. Such a day I had. Scout and I sat outside and had breakfast and coffee, my favorite breakfast in the whole wide world, bacon and egg sandwich on crusty levain bread with a cup of really, really good coffee. We sat on the back deck. I found the baroque music station on the tv and I cranked it. Then I turned it back down and practiced deep, long breathing.
About 10 a.m. we jumped in the car and headed over to a part of the island I love to walk around a semi developed area of woods, the place that includes that water-front lot on the cove that I fell in love with when Ingrid was here. We had walked about 25 minutes and I turned us to head back and then realized there was nothing I wanted to do more than keep walking on this exquisite day. So we did. We ended up on the north end of the first nation land I like so much (I wrote about it when Spring paid her first visit to the island) and where I go every few days. This time we came from the north. We stopped on the beautiful bench and I chatted with Dee for a while. Then we sat and watched the water and the snow capped mountains and the incoming tide.
This afternoon I had a ticket to a program of Vivaldi, JS Bach and Handel -two oratorios and one piece for two violins - by the on island classical group and choir "Bach on the Rock". They had brought in a couple of vocal ringers which really took it up a notch. It was in a small church and I had the center aisle seat in the front row immediately to the right of the redolent conductor which was mostly great, but at times I couldn't hear clearly through his funk. It was my first time listening to them and I have to say they were really good and when they came to the climax of the second movement of the "Messiah," I was as I always am, moved to near ecstasy.
As I write this and the sun is slipping behind the trees behind me, the neighborhood bats are zipping around the deck. I love bats. I think they are incredibly cool creatures. It makes me happy that spring is here and they have emerged and there are bugs for them to eat and get all fat and fuzzy. I'd have one as a pet if I could. Ten points to anyone who knew that about me before now.
Well, for now, I am avoiding two topics that may make it to posts this week; my looming departure and news that my honey is sick. I can't do much about either tongight, except ask for strength and grace for her and for me. So I do.
PS. Human beings are impressive, often. Mother Nature is awesome, always.
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