This year, I’ve been pondering the front yard.
Coffee in hand, I heard someone mowing.
A landscaping company was maintaining a couple of yards nearby. My yard needs help, and today was the day to ask for it. God’s perfect timing.
Last year, I did nothing with the yard. Grass doesn’t grow due to the shade from the ginormous oak tree. That’s okay. I’d rather have the majestic tree than grass in this stage of my life, but the weeds grow.
I walked outside, followed the sound of the mower, and found the man behind it. Long story short, he mowed my yard, and will return once a month. Now, I can begin to envision enjoying my yard.
With the weeds gone, the yard can speak.
I’ve toyed with the idea of buying a weed-eater, or small mower and maintaining it myself. Most of my life has been spent taking care of things myself. I don’t wish to do that anymore. I can let others help.
This stage of life is to simply be enjoyed.
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We have lots of birds, but I have no feeder.
I wondered if the birds would use a feeder, so I took a trip to the hardware store to see what they have, but didn’t really see one I liked. Drove to another store, but same result. Nothing really pretty.
Before purchasing a feeder, lets do a test.
The birds landed on it and pecked heartily.
I will find the right feeder, but there’s no rush.
It will happen when the time is right.
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The sweet part of life is within the timing. I’ve learned to meditate and truly enjoy the tools it gives. I’m still trying to find my groove with the morning pages, but I realize that anything in life worth doing takes time and consistent effort.
After working on the inside, it’s flowing outside.
It’s funny how the inside comes first.
Taking a step back, and looking for small tweaks to be made. Change doesn’t have to happen all at once. Do it in increments that lead to a simpler life.