We wait, starving for moments of high magic to inspire us, but life is full of common enchantment waiting for our alchemist’s eye to notice.
– Jacob Nordby / Author, Speaker, Coach
We had a wonderful time visiting the kids in Atlanta. My daughter is doing well, sprouting along in her 7th month of pregnancy. My son-in-law is also doing well and like good husband’s everywhere, has learned to let it slide when his wife’s hormones kick in and she snaps at him. Her father also got snapped at and he too just backed away.
As for me, she complained about how uncomfortable she is, how bad her heartburn is, and how junior won’t stop kicking her, especially at night. As nicely as I could, I turned around, put a pleasant look on my face and said, “payback’s a bitch”. She was not amused.
I started some steps towards a job search before I left and spent today doing a great deal more. I’m still not settled into a routine nor have I been nurturing my creativity. But late last night I wanted a simple project, so I processed up a sleeping dog. The Vizsla is getting so gray! He turned ten years old this month, so there is a reason for all the gray.
I was looking for a quote to match the picture, when I found the one above. One thing my blog is full of are ordinary moments in a day. Dog pictures, the backyard, walking at the local botanical garden are all part of my portfolio. I have some spectacular pictures too – Acadia National Park, Harper’s Ferry (West Virginia), Charleston (South Carolina). But my life is limited by my job and my time. If I don’t find enchantment right here where I’m at, my life will be small and miserable. I love the high magic as much as anyone, but it’s not realistic nor is it something to be seeking.
I need to notice the enchantment that is around me right where I’m at. I need to enjoy and appreciate my life, whether buying groceries with my husband or talking to a recruiter about possible job opportunities here in town. What better way to enjoy the little things than to pet a sleeping dog, stroke those soft ears, and maybe even get a little grunt of contentment from him?
Life is good.
To see other photos of the Vizsla, click here.
I am a backyard adventurer, philosopher and observer, recording my life in journals and photographs. Visit my blog at www.livingtheseasons.com or write me at dogear6 [at] gmail [dot] com.