Taking time to stop and stare
"What is this life, if full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare..."
W. H. Davies
The poem "Leisure", by W. H. Davies (not, as far as I know, related to me).
Yesterday evening I took a cold drink and sat outside. The cats came and sat with me (Harry on my lap and Leo on the patio next to me). And I just sat and enjoyed the evening sunshine and the noise of the birds and the peacefulness of the garden.
This morning I sat at my dining table eating breakfast and stared again at the busy little hub that is my garden.
I wasn't thinking about anything in particular, I was just enjoying the space and the knowledge that there's a lot going on out there that I'm going to benefit from. I was actually eating the first of the strawberry crop for this year (and very nice they were too.)
It's not that I'm not busy, I am, but I'm mindful of the fact that there's a lot to be said for just stopping and doing nothing as part of the plan, it quietens me and sets me up for whatever's coming next - a busy work day or sleep.
It's a great way to celebrate gratitude too, because this garden is very much a family effort, having been worked on by me, my son, my mum and dad and my brother and sister-in-law, we've all done our part to make it what it is today and we continue to work on it to develop it further.
I love my garden and I love honouring it by taking the time to just enjoy it for the sake of it.
Do you just take the time to stand and stare sometimes? Where do you go?