Friday, June 1, 2012
While packing is never fun for me, it's been made worse by the fact that our luggage is leaving 3 days earlier than we are--it's traveling on a school truck with all of the band equipment. When you pack up over 100 kids and chaperones, it's just easier to send the luggage ahead to avoid all that mess at the airport. So, that means I have to try to pack for a trip 3 days ahead of time, while hanging on to a few necessities (like make-up and such) in order to survive until we leave on the plane.
Ugh. Nothing is ever easy.
In the midst of this, plus other madness, I've sort of forgotten to slow down enough to enjoy the garden. I stepped out to feed the fish this morning and noticed the hydrangeas starting to bloom. I love hydrangeas--every blossom from beginning to end is lovely. So, I stopped and took a few minutes to just appreciate the beauty. Nature has a way of doing that, doesn't it. Thank goodness, otherwise I'd run myself ragged these days.
Thank goodness for hydrangeas, I say. They are my reminder to stop and breathe a bit.
This one is for you, Diane. I know that you love them like I do. :)