Saturday morning and the unique schedule of that day – coffee instead of tea, toast/peanut butter/jam/cheese instead of a muffin, garage sales instead of Deli and homestuff. The sun is in sight. Now that I am paying attention to how important its appearance is in my life the sidewise aspects of increased awareness are apparent and one of these is that slight angst, that slight fear of loss that accompanies gain. You know what I mean. If I allow myself to realize how much that skyball means to me, what if it doesn’t appear….. How we love to throw stones in our path instead of enjoying the ease of the journey. But those ‘stones’ are worthy of note also. Sun had me soonest out of doors and burying nose in heliotrope. Noting that house finches and sparrows were sharing the bird feeder without fuss. Surveying the climbing spinach which has discovered the mini gazebo I made over it (how to construct such a gazebo will be in Tuesday’s Homefree columnblog) and is gracefully twining up and around the support. A most beatiful work of art, that living vine, the curve, the green against the golden wood, the pulsing movement that my eye is yet too slow to ‘see’ but the soul can.