knee deep in weeds

notes on a simple life

monday || week 8

“Sometimes I have loved the peacefulness of an ordinary Sunday. It is like standing in a newly planted garden after a warm rain. You can feel the silent and invisible life.” 
― Marilynne Robinson, Gilead

the week is full of ordinary, familiar beauty.
i finish this book, and savor it for a few days before
opening another. i bake bread and listen to this
i watch the snow fall and melt and i
walk the dog. 

“Grace has a grand laughter in it.” 
― Marilynne Robinson, Gilead

the three of us discover a new path, close to home,
with miles and miles of trails. i use my hiking stick
and arrive back at the car without a tired hip. 

“It felt very good to have him walking beside her. Good like rest and quiet, like something you could live without but you needed anyway. That you had to learn how to miss, and then you'd never stop missing it.” 
― Marilynne Robinson, Lila

for three straight days we wake to snow falling,
although it does not stick around, 
i understand how deeply i am yearning for spring. 
however, remind myself to notice the beauty of today, 
to live right now. 

“There is more beauty than our eyes can bear, precious things have been put into our hands and to do nothing to honor them is to do great harm.” 
― Marilynne Robinson, Gilead

how was your week?