Daily Reflections From My Window

August 7, 2021 Saturday, For thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory, for ever and ever. Amen.


“To walk in nature is to witness a thousand miracles.”

Mary Davis

I am so blessed to live in nature. Right now, as I look out of my window that needs a good wash at my incredible view, and write, as Jay calls it, my Epistle, I can hear the fluttering of the hummingbirds’ wings and once in a while, the caw of a crow or the birds chatting to one another. I think I just heard something going on in the refrigerator. Could our ice maker be working again? It’s been on the fritz for a while and I keep forgetting to call for service. This week I must. We have visitors coming soon and she has to have ice. I’ll keep you up to date on that. I think Jay bought this ice! Last night, Jay dragged me off the couch and away from my dear Tucker. It was a welcome change. If you read this, you know that 8 pm is “Tucker time” for me. He’s the history teacher I wish I’d had. Right now he’s in Hungary and sharing an interesting story of how they have their act together doing what we used to do in this country. They have government that protects its citizens because they look at being a citizen there as a privilege. I think I grew up there. I don’t recognize our country anymore, where government officials are in office way too long-Joe Biden in the senate for 38 years? C’mon Man! Then they just get rich and now they are turning our kids against law enforcement officers. We grew up respecting the police and knew that they were the ones to call if you needed help. Who do we call if there are none. Who would want to serve their communities now a days in that capacity? How did this even happen? It makes me anxious for my child’s future. A walk last night was a welcome change from the gloom and doom of the news.

It was just getting dark, but because of being in the forest, the tree cover always makes it seem later than it is. If we walk one way, it’s almost totally dark. If we walk the other way, it’s a little bit lighter. I’m afraid of the dark. The alpacas woke us up the night before with their warning call. Was there a bear roaming in the woods now? Jay loves to walk in the dark. He wanted to go down the dark driveway, all the way to the road, back up and then through the woods and up the hill (you see in our morning view) back to our driveway. He loves to tell me that HE’S not afraid. I am. There are critters and creatures that live there and this is their time. It may be our home but it’s theirs too and they were here first. We didn’t even bring flashlights. Reluctantly we turned around and walked the other way-towards the light. Or lighter part anyways.

“Julie”, he asked, “just like in that saying, what is dark?” I know, I know, it’s the absence of light. “There’s nothing to be afraid of, ” he added. But still, I like light! As we walked the lighter part, we noticed that one of our neighbors had lights on and the next neighbor was running his on a generator, with very limited light. There goes the peace of the forest.

But not so fast. The lightening bugs have been out in full force since early July and last night they were many and low to the ground. I love lightening bugs and just love to watch them. Are they eating mosquitoes? What do they do, besides look amazing?

We approach things so differently, Jay and I. He makes me think about things I never contemplated before. Like alpacas, the one who puts up the most resistance is the smartest. Always thinking. Challenging me to think outside the box. That’s a very good thing. Inspires growth and keeps ME thinking. Like why AM I afraid of the dark? And scary movies? I can’t watch them anymore. I used to love being scared because I knew it wasn’t real. Now just the thought of being scared, scares me. I know, it’s ridiculous. I didn’t make it to the farmers market yesterday. Or to the coffee shop. It’s on my plan for today. I woke up right when I like to and the day looks nice. Yesterday got away from me. I had planned my day and then underestimated how long it takes to catch up after a few days away. My neighbor asked if she could bring a few friends up to meet the alpacas, and of course, that’s always fun. I love to share the alpaca love especially with younger people who are interested in the textile part of things. She’s welcome back any time!

I think rain is on the way. We need it. Jay had a friend who always said that the water tables are down, we need rain. Today, I agree. The pasture is like a rock. Even where there aren’t rocks.

Please say a prayer for Edyce and John. He was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer a little over a year ago and is having a tough time of late. She’s been a part of my life since she was born and he is just as special. I feel so helpless, but asking for prayers from my friends, for my friends, seems like something I can do. Miracles happen every day. Here they are with their sweet grandkids.

I better get going, but wanted to give a shout out to Fred, Sherry and Ted. Great meeting you at the campground and continued good wishes for safe travels. By the way, Ted’s the one on the table! You meet the most interesting people camping.

In the meantime, remember to wash your hands, don’t touch your face, get outside for some fresh air and keep the length of an alpaca cria (which is a baby alpaca and about 3 feet long) between you and the next person.

Have a blessed day!