There were some extraordinary moments in my ordinary day today.
Spreading straw in the garden, watching the chaff glint in the sun as the wind took hold of it.
Spraying rainbows in the sky with the hose.
Spraying ourselves with the hose to get relief from the heat, and because that's how flowers grow.
Roasting arfpillows (marshmallows) on a Monday afternoon just because.
And tucking a baby into its crib out beneath the poplar and pine.
Watching my creative, challenging, (grubby-handed) girl cuddle an acorn swaddled in a cup fungus.
She challenges me every single step of the way, but then there are these moments, these amazingly sweet and tender moments and they feel like water on parched skin. Extraordinary, ordinary moments, for which I am so thankful.