"Thursday's child has far to go."
Instead of looking at how far I still have to go, this typical Thursday's Child is using Thursdays to stop and appreciate where I've been....and where
I am at the moment.
Haven't written a "Thursday's Child" post for awhile. Shouldn't be too surprising considering my natural inclination is NOT to stop and smell the roses, but more likely to be researching what type of rose bush I want, debating where I want to plant it, visiting various nurseries to find the perfect shade of pink, finding a good price (haha, included that just for my Better Half). I just never seem to have time to do it all. Basically, everything that prompted me to TRY to make the effort to stop and appreciate past moments as well as present ones. As long as they aren't future ones.
So WHY a photo of pine cones? Actually, this is the view outside my bedroom side window. That pine tree is just loaded with cones. So much so that branches bend underneath the weight of the multitude. Every morning I catch a glimpse of these pine cones out my window and mentally mutter "very cool" as I grab my keys, change my purse, reconsider my jeans and head out the door to tackle my to-do list.
It's just pine cones. Nothing spectacular. But this is all new to me. We moved to our current house a year ago. Almost 30 years married and we had always lived in new construction homes. Which means, no mature landscaping. Yep, we always installed landscaping post-haste to give the home a not so barren curb appeal. And it would have worked except for one problem. I'd always get bored and want to move on to another house. Those trees just never had the time to mature while under our guardianship. My poor Better Half. He IS a very patient man. And I am an expert at packing.
Last year we made the ultimate move. Somewhere I've wanted to live since I left it 30 years ago. Back home. Which to me is the Philly area. It's only a one-hour drive from our old homes, but to me it's a whole new world and outlook. Not to get too philosophical or melodramatic here, but I am comfortable in my surroundings for the first time in our married life. And those pine cones? They ARE significant.
I notice them every day because I've never had trees as mature as what surrounds our home. It's a whole new concept. Our home is 18 years old, they've had time to take root and grow. Unlike me, who never before had the desire to stay in one place to mature. One of my greatest joys is taking a glass of wine out to my backyard, plopping in my Adirondack chair, and gazing up at the huge trees. My Better Half often finds me there when he gets home from work at the end of the day. Looking up, I think those huge trees are awesome. But I now realize they are also awe-inspiring. We are home. Time to take root.