The bread machine works. It actually works! I made a delightfully sweet whole wheat loaf today and couldn't have been more pleased. There is a domesticity settling in to my bones now that the crackling cold wails outside (wanting to sap moisture from my skin and brittle my hair into straw.) My only comforts being my children's laughter, my family & my music. It plays on, warming the very air with each note. I found this photograph of our old office space, it reminded me of a dream-a watercolour awash with it's own notes of green and hazy happinesses. The swirly 85 year old glass still intact and hosting a paper solar system, but minus Pluto sadly. The kids found out about dear old Pluto and so therefore have left it out of every collage, drawing and paper scale model. But let's not forget that star. After all, it is still a star right?
Melancholies seep into my bones too, future ones. I'm already reminiscent of today and tomorrow, days which are filled with joy & an ease that is expected when ones children are so very young. The world's problems have yet to weigh that heavily on their shoulders. I laugh at work when talking with my friend about retirement. We both smile big whenever we think of it. We expect to retire soon and why not? I'm tired of the old model of waiting until you are 65. I will retire and then become enveloped in the joys of my family and my hobbies and my life. I'll travel with them. I'll travel without them, pop a postcard into the mail for them. We'll paint, hike and journal. Bake more breads. We'll do these things because we are young enough to enjoy them without the aches and pains of being past our prime. Hey, it is only a dream right now. But tell me, wherefore would we be if we didn't plan the manifestations of tomorrow? Toiling out our days as per our forefather's notions? Still sadly and unnecessarily believing that money doesn't grow on trees? Well it does. In plenty. Take your bucket to the tree and go fill it, you'll see.
Then climb that ladder to the stars, the ones that sparkle and shine with the promises and seeds planted of your tomorrows.
xoxo
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