Tie my dreams upon a string, lift my arms high in hopes that they will sing…
All right, down to the brass and tacks for those who have been asking: Kipling is doing just fine. The massive smile on Claire’s face on Monday night at the check-up said it all but she exclaimed, “Bravo!” Even though the drain had popped out on Sunday (!), it had done its job. So with a snip came the end of the stitches and the cone was banished to the back of the closet. None to soon for Mr. Ben who was getting mighty tired of being chased around with it, I can tell you. So see that leftover Valentine above that seems to thump in the twilight? It is. Good news is good news.
And yet I am seeking patience. It is dead quiet in these parts. Just take a look at the neighbourhood kids who have set up in the middle of the Place du Forum. Might as well. Nearly all of the cafés are closed with the owners sunning themselves in the Seychelles. With Kipling recovering, we have not been able to dive into our normal discoveries and are quite Arles-bound for the moment.
In the meantime, I hope that you will be patient with me. And I will try to not overwhelm those of you that are not as animal-oriented while we welcome a new member to our family, an understandably important event.
I am asking patience of me too. That me sitting worrying in the near dark in the photo above. How I want all to be running so smoothly but what an unrealistic wish. There are too many variables up in the air.
It will all happen with time, that same that builds and tears down and puts up again.
Patience. It is required in negotiating and there is a lot of that going on right now in this household that even with a joyous addition feels topsy-turvy like the sea.
I need to be more quiet and just see and breathe. I am trying.
And doing…
…but what a masculine household this has suddenly become!
Well, I have my flowers and multi-fold sweetness just not when expected, not to mention the joy of discovering a new being. That too requires patience, especially in this delicate circumstance but it will be rewarded ten-fold.
Wishing you all well. So grateful you are here.
Good point, Sylvia. The Easter Bullfights will be here in about a month–it is the official start of "the season"–I need to appreciate the quiet all I can!!
And yes, flowers are such a blessing.
Beautiful post. Persevere with your patience and you will find the calm again. We are going through a traumatic time here with my husband's illness and I am constantly in search of my zen. I will be so happy when this winter has finished.
I am sure I have told you a thousand times Heather…I love the way you look at life. What you feel, we see…and that says it all.
I always tell my kids that patience is a virtue…unfortunately, I am a bit short in that department. Deep sigh my friend, you are tucked away in a beautiful part of the world. Thinking of you…
Jeanne xx
PS… I took out all my Rudyard Kipling books the other day…thinking of your Kipling. 🙂
Will do, beautiful Marsha. And oooh, yes, the Oscars. A weak point. Last year was utter bliss in that I planned a trip to the States to be with my Mom and Sis for the night–that should tell you everything! Of course, Argo is not here, perhaps in Paris–so I will wait to see it next year!
Maywyn, I thought of you this morning as Ben raced juuuust ahead of Kipling, clearly mocking "Ooh hoo, me off leash, you not," very bratty but taking his revenge after being chased by the cone.
I roll out the glitter blue lips carpet for any friend of Suze's, a person who holds my highest esteem. Welcome, welcome et bienvenue. And frankly, I don't think that I have ever submitted my identity to a group (beyond say, groups like "human being" then in which case, guilty). Once an outsider, always an outsider. 🙂
I happen to be super animal oriented :-). I found you thru Suze's blog. Patience is easier when you don't submit your identity to the group(or so I have found for me).
Patience is the romancer anticipation
Embrace them when they are about because they are some of the best reasons to sooth oneself with Häagen Dazs coffee ice cream and dark chocolate.
It is quiet in our big city as well, Heather. Awaiting Spring, I think. Our trees are budding already, but the sky is overcast. We finally saw Argo last night, which I was a bit disappointed about, maybe because it's been SO built up with Clooney & Afflect both participating in it's making. So, now I don't have a clue about the Oscar's, so I will be patient, and await the gowns as they appear on the red carpet. Incidentally, Johnny Depp was on Letterman last night, playing with Bill Carter on their new album called "Unknown," get Remi to take a listen.
I did see that movie and would love to again actually!!