frozen

The beginnings of the day, one kitty brought in a baby mouse.  Nico found him and rescued him from his near destiny. These little critters will never realize how very important little boys can be to their survival in this world.

 "Go little mouse...be free", says Nico.

This is what a mama's heart feels like when it melts.

Outside, it looks like snow but these little buggies are what I like to call the faeries. They make me want to get out my cape, wings and wand and dance around the mountain side!

 They have the most glorious little wings and electric, sky blue bums of fluff. When they fly about the still air, the fluffy butts look like little pixie dresses that swirl about the natural background. I love when they come to visit. It makes me happy!

A local friend of mine came to visit us the other day when these little flies were about. She told me that she calls them snow flies. Um...why didn't I realize that! They do look more like snow than faeries, I thought as I listened to her talk. But sometimes thats why I love my wild imagination. Others see snow, I see pixies dancing in the sun!
Nice.

She continued telling me that its an Adirondack folklore that when you see these guys, it will snow within the week. Well...darn it if it wasn't true. Sure nuff', it snowed 6 days later. And here they come again! More snow perhaps? Well see about that.

The end of the day is hard work to thoughtful to take in. We always have busy days. So busy in fact, that most nights Im so tuckered out that I don't always realize the moments in mindfulness. This sky was enough, in the moment it unfolded, for me to be in its presence. I am grateful when I am reminded to kindly and lovingly notice what is real in my life.

A reminder, over my work bench, of something so great and powerful that I do believe I have remembered the words themselves from my own thoughts.

And one capture of the evening of some very excited, and busy children making more applesauce. That food mill is one big hit! Its not even work to these guys. Good thing I have 8 pumpkins to mill and can this weekend.

Theses are moments of our day.

 Moments that suspend in their being, frozen in my mind.

One day, I will look back on all this and I will want to be present, now, so that the love and the gifts, will be alive in my heart when my time is gone here.

 If I forget, then I might feel lost.

If I forget, I might feel regret.

If I forget, I might feel guilt that my life offered nothing to others.

This is why I love my kids so much. They are my spiritual teachers and foundation. They are what motivate me to do everything I can, to make our lives as full of joy and inspiration as I can.
The realization of my own mortality, gives me the insight to look at these moments, frozen in my minds eye.

There is nothing ordinary about this moment. 
Nothing at all...