There’s a good rhythm to my morning, this morning. There are clothes hanging on the line, tomatoes from my grandmother’s garden are stewing on the stove for freezing, the girls are playing together outside, the baby is napping and before sitting down here, I was happily reading and enjoying cup of coffee while I let my just-washed hair air-dry in the cool breeze coming in the windows.
I love these kinds of mornings, where everything just seems to be working together, where the morning has that steady rhythm to it of work mixed with just a bit of lingering. These are the mornings when I feel like my home is alive and breathing–the back and forth of the washing machine, the gentle bubble from the stove, the sighing of the coffeepot, the chatter of children playing on the rug.
Eventually, I’m sure the day will shift. The breeze coming in the windows will get hot, the children will get tired or hungry and begin to whine and the baby will need me in that same moment, too. The kitchen will be quiet and the pots unwashed, the laundry will be sitting idly in a basket waiting for the next step in its unpredictable journey back into the drawers.
But for now, morning feels good. And I think morning is important. It shapes the day.
"He had things on his mind. At the start of the morning you could feel him aiming himself into the day."
from Andy Catlett, by Wendell Berry
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Lovely post, Molly. Good morning!
this is a beautiful reflection…i know these times, too although MY morning has not been one! thanks for this reminder that my day has hope 🙂
beautiful post. enjoy the goodness!
Good Morning indeed! I belive those are magical moments. Enjoy 🙂
I love those mornings too.
Love this photo! I wish my day was going as effortlessly.
those kinds of mornings are so wonderfully peaceful. i wonder if there is a way to channel those more often.
Oh, I love that feeling. I hope a nice day has followed in line.
I love hearing about YOUR mornings like this -I , alas, don’t seem to be having any of these….
Wonderful and so very insightful. House breathing – such a great and true image.
What wonderful images – I know of these times too. Not today, though!
Wonderful!! I just checked out that book from the library, can’t wait to start it.
i cherish those times too.
What a fantastic post. What a great reminder of all things good in life.
(Ps. It is almost as good as the Mary song, but not quite! 🙂
Love this post as well!And glad to see you’re a fellow Wendell Berry reader.