Home Alone

My family is all gone, and it is so quiet in my house I can hear the dog snoring from across the room. I can't remember the last time it was this quiet around here.

At sunrise, however, the hillside was noisy with bird song, and one set of geese came so low I thought they just might fly in the window. A strange cat is visiting the hill, and the flowers are making their dramatic entrance as well. It is Spring in all its glory.

Having waited ten years for the wisteria to bloom, I cannot tell you what a thrill it is to see all the purple buds ready to pop. Wisteria is the picture of hope fulfilled.

When I see the first daffodils of spring I always think of the bulbs my sister planted in our sandbox growing up; they came up faithfully every year. Forget-Me-Nots remind me of my friend Jan, lilies remind me of Heather, daisies remind me of You've Got Mail ("Don't you think daisies are the friendliest flower?")

But when the iris starts blooming in the front flower boxes, I always think of my Half Moon Bay friend Alison. She's my friend who loves color and books and family and gratitude, and she knew me back when and is still my friend. I'm grateful for you today, Alison!

I don't think I realized how much I needed some quiet. I love my noisy family, I love our activities and our routines, but an empty house with a snoring dog is just what the doctor ordered today. Thanks, Lord!


Alison said…
Thanks for the lovely mention today. Made my day. Did you know that in the language of flowers Iris signifies faith?

Wisteria is not plentiful on the Coastside--I think we get too much wind--but I saw some yesterday blooming on a fence. I never knew it smelled so sweet.

Diane, your blog is a little slice of peace and quiet for me.

Enjoy your solitude. I'll picture you today perhaps drinking a cup of coffee on your deck out in the sun--reading the new Maisie Dobbs mystery. The author is coming to a local bookstore on Friday and I hope to go see her. Maisie is one of my favorite characters.

Love to you today, dear friend.
Anonymous said…
Cute kitty, Mommy! I think it needs to be adopted. :)

Are my Queen Dorothys blooming?


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