I Love Weekends

I love weekends. There is something about the weekend, that gives me a deeper sense of pleasure. It’s when I take extra time, walking through my world and noticing every little thing. What needs some extra attention and what grabs mine. Then that ADD moment when one of my fave songs comes on,  Somebody Like You, by Keith Urban.

blogsprinkleThe first thing that needed some love was my chickens. I raised Exotics and Layers a few years ago. Today, I only have three. Could I handle more? Why sure, but three is enough for my daughter and me to enjoy. When you start to have more, there is more money and maintenance involved. Plus, they lay eggs and for two people, you don’t need many eggs. That is when you have to start selling them and it turns into a weekend business. Uh, no.

After checking on their needs, I turned on the sprinkler. The ground is dry and they enjoy scratching the earth. I caught myself standing in my kitchen, staring at the sprinkler for several minutes. There is a trumpet vine growing along the fence that I would love to see bloom one more time. The sprinkler will make the chickens, the vine and the earth happy.

blogflowerI fertilized the Bougainvillea yesterday going for one more massive bloom with it as well. There are two of these hanging from my front porch and they have been a labor of love. I have learned a lot watching these guys grow from twigs in the planters to the size they are now.

I had always loved the fullness and the blooms of this plant, but have not been successful with them until now. Deciding to try again, I bought these guys the first year of my legal separation and loved them as much as I could. I remember wanting them to bloom so badly, but being young plants, it was taking time and patience. Right at the end of summer, I walked outside to find them in bloom. They held their blooms until cooler weather set in.

blogmushroomWalking back into the house, I noticed some mushrooms growing underneath my daughters strawberry plant. Probably gave it too much water late in the day yesterday, but it’s cool, they are pretty to look at. My daughter saw this plant at a local Farmer’s Market months ago.

It was small and had two strawberries hanging from it. The plant was marked down to $2.00, so she had to have it. It was heading toward the end of it’s season, but grew a few more strawberries after we replanted it. We were picked on by friends, in a loving way, about having a strawberry plant vibrantly growing on our porch in the heat of the summer. It was happy. Part sun and shade, besides, what plant wouldn’t thrive in that colorful pot.

blogteaWhile enjoying everything on the porch, I forgot the water I had turned on for tea. Have become quite attached to Rooibos. It’s one of those things you pour into you body and your body thanks you for it. Feels good. Once it was ready, a full cup came with me to sit and write.

My daughter is at her Dad’s this weekend, otherwise today would look somewhat different. We would be enjoying the moments together, but probably in town instead of home. After spending many years driving her to swim, dance, martial arts, various activities and those weekend birthday parties, it’s nice to enjoy my world today. I used to rush through it with her.

It’s never too late to stop and start over. Our life together the past three years has been phenomenal! It hasn’t always been easy, but it is still beautiful. How many 16 year olds say, “Mom? We are a great team. We have each others back no matter what.” Not many.

We have done this life together and we are best friends. I am still her Mother and get to lecture her about her data usage over and over again, but she knows I love her and want the very best for her life. It’s not about having a lot. It’s about loving what you have and enjoying every moment. Here’s to a beautiful weekend, Beautiful Souls ❤


blackandwhiteBarbara is a writer and loves being a Mom to her 16 year old daughter. It’s a dream come true for her to be a Letitgocoach and help others enjoy their lives. She hosts Workshops, does one on one Coaching and is writing her first book.  You may connect with her via email. Letitgocoach@gmail.com

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