Tuesday, June 14, 2011

cloudy summer day

The Summer Day
Mary Oliver

Who made the world?
Who made the swan, and the black bear?
Who made the grasshopper?
This grasshopper, I mean-
the one who has flung herself out of the grass,
the one who is eating sugar out of my hand,
who is moving her jaws back and forth instead of up and down-
who is gazing around with her enormous and complicated eyes.
Now she lifts her pale forearms and thoroughly washes her face.
Now she snaps her wings open, and floats away.
I don't know exactly what a prayer is.
I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down
into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass,
how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,
which is what I have been doing all day.
Tell me, what else should I have done?
Doesn't everything die at last, and too soon?
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?

I pressed send on the email with my last paper of the quarter attached yesterday afternoon and paused for a moment to experience it. Nothing is due. It was pretty great. The feeling, not the paper.

We've got a busy weekend ahead of us - Andrew is taking his last round of final exams today and tomorrow and graduates a Respiratory Therapist on Saturday. I'm crazy proud of that man.

So I'm looking toward a summer that seems so much calmer from this end than anything we've experienced in the past couple of years. Andrew will be working, I am taking an independant study but no formal classes, no regular Sunday committments. Just my university job and some consulting work here and there. And long summer afternoons with my little one, who adds words to her vocabulary and moves to her dance repertoire daily.

We do have some summer plans. If you've been reading long you are probably aware that A+A loves projects. Up this summer is redecorating the baby's room/family room, fasting from television for the month of July, and several re-organization/stuff purge projects to include our storage space, closets, bookshelves and toy bins. J has music class and swimming lessons to look forward to, as well as visits from and to grandparents and cousins. We're going to go to the farmer's market on Fridays.

Here's to summer, my friends.

1 comment:

  1. Lots of good wishes and good luck and congratulations. It sounds like there is a lot to celebrate at your house. Enjoy your weekend,x