Months passed before I realized the florescent stars that our son strategically placed about the room, twinkle above my head. Each night I slip into bed, lay my head on the pillow and say a prayer or two with my eyes closed. What else have I missed in the darkness?
Early mornings when the room fills with sun, three cats routinely lounge on the bed, doze and wake to watch the birds light on the feeder. Every plant in the house is pushed against the south-facing window. The red geranium is in bloom, a few petals loosened and lay on a leaf. Narcissus bulbs forced propped against small rocks in antique pottery stand tall and green with a delicate array of white flowers. Books are piled near the bed. Another stack sits near a chair, close to the window. Here, I watch the birds feed, read or sip tea. I sew. I knit. I write. I contemplate life. I pray here.
6 comments:
A peaceful slice and room. We all need special places just for us. It's amazing what we see when we take time to notice. Hugs
It's nice to read your description of this lovely room full of beauty that surrounds you. And great that you finally looked up! There is a recent picture book that's titled Look up! It's about bird-watching, but your post reminded me of that book.
Through your description, I see a room full of life, slowly waking to welcome the new day.
It sounds comfortable and predictable. I like how you have the stars on the ceiling.
You have some eye for detail. This question feels very big: What else have I missed in the darkness? I also wonder what the darkness reveals.
Good point. I love your varying perspective.
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