We had the most wonderful mellow morning. Grace and I took Whit to a birthday party and then wandered around, playing with a friend, climbing trees, skipping on the rocks in the sprinkler rocks by the Harvard Science Center. She climbed up very high in this tree and wanted to go higher. This was as close to a perfect Saturday morning as I can remember.
Every year I live I am more convinced that the waste of life lies in the love we have not given, the powers we have not used, the selfish prudence that will risk nothing, and which shirking pain, misses happiness as well. No one ever yet was the poorer in the long run for having once in a lifetime ‘let out all the length of all the reins’. – Mary Cholmondeley
You can tell time by what I’m drinking:
7am-8am Starbucks venti nonfat latte
8am-4pm Diet Coke, ideally lime or else regular
4pm-9pm white wine on the rocks
throughout: water from a reused Evian bottle, the plastic of which is apparently going to cause the cancer that will kill me.
Picture is of wildflowers at Hi Rise Bakery yesterday, where Grace and I had lunch a deux. It was lovely.
I’m thinking today about generosity, and about gratitude. About the ways people show kindness and how the simplest gestures are both easy and hard. Feeling very thankful for so much in my life. One of my favorite quotations, on my mind today:
From what we get, we can make a living; what we give, however, makes a life. – Arthur Ashe