Each Day Is New-Finding the Beauty in Spring

The sun peaked through the bedroom early this morning and seemed to be calling to me.  I wanted this Saturday to one of those days when I can say, “Ah, Ha” when it is over and know it was good.  I want to find beauty in the things I see, the people I meet and in everything around me.

Well, I had better get this adventure under way.  Basil was still asleep and I had to gently convince him that we were going to go to yard sales.  We got dressed and didn’t even make the bed.(making the bed is usually a must)  We are going to look for yard sales and beauty and the unmade bed will be there when we get back.

We didn’t want to take time to eat breakfast at home so we headed to Tudor’s Biscuit in Teays Valley.  While Basil was ordering I got a booth and it was close to six older men sitting at a round table.  My ear tuned in to their amusing conversations.  They discussed Mexicans being in the US, World War II submarines, standing and sitting in a Catholic church and what they used to do on their jobs.  I didn’t have to pay a dime for this entertainment and there was beauty in listening. 

Breakfast is over and the yard sale search begins.  We looked for the signs and followed the arrows to several sales in Bentree.  I soon ran into a friend that I haven’t seen for a long time.  We took time to chat and then ran into each other at four other sales.  This was nice.

We drove through several subdivisions and admired the trees and flowers that were blooming in full color.  Many hosta plants were peeking their heads through the soil.  The geese from the lake were strutting right in the middle of the road and were reluctant to move for anyone.  After all, they are looking for the beauty in Spring too.  They have been sitting in cold water all winter.

I have a floral wreath on my front door to brighten the entry.  Right in the middle of the flowers on the bottom is a ” new bird nest” that has just been built.  There is one little blue egg that the mother has laid.  I am glad she chose my wreath and my door for her home.  This is a beautiful sight.

I also looked at my husband and I smiled.  On April 21st we will have been married 48 years and I love him more now than the day I married him.  We have had our “up’s and down’s”, but we have worked on situations to keep together the family that God had in His plans.  There is joy and beauty in growing older together and still enjoying the simple things of life.

The best things in life are free.