Midsummer Musings

I was sipping my morning coffee and chatting with my husband when he kindly said, "I'm sorry [for interrupting], but I have to point this out to you." There was a fawn nestled in the leaves on the edge of our lawn where the forest begins. It looked just like the scene from Bambi when the "little prince" is born and all of the forest animals are excited to meet him. So darling! As the day went on, the little prince would get a little perky, stick up his head with his ears upright and look at his world around him. This morning the Mama doe was laying in our woods, nursing her baby.  I felt a kinship with that beautiful and graceful mother. We both had babies to feed.  I think we both enjoyed the quiet morning, looking out at the world, with our sweet babies nearby.  Then she had to go off and forage for 8-10 hours.  I had beds to make and dishes and laundry and shopping.  But we'd both be back and tucked in with our nurslings again.  Motherhood makes for beautiful rhythms like that.  I'm glad to take notice, because those peaceful moments of beauty are all too fleeting.  If we're attentive, though, we'll find them cropping up again and again.  My 9-year-old boy just ran past my window in his roller blades, on the grass, actually, on the muddy hill-side of our house, huffing and puffing. Now there are earsplitting shouts from the front yard.  My other children are enjoying the warm summer sun, and each other. It can fill your heart with joy, if you will sit a moment, and let it.  There really is so much to delight in!