I see all that makes me happy. Crystals she spent her ‘very own’ money on, waiting to grow in plastic containers and being carefully monitored each day. They sit next to painted rocks that are lined along the window’s ledge like matchbox cars, colorful and reminding me of an early summer lunch with chinese take out ,stone painting and my babies. Through the glass, are the rainbow birdhouses we carefully crafted over an old sheet while music played in the front yard in early spring. Hanging next to the homes are the feeders he graciously refills for us each week without complaint so that we may watch and identify our feathered friends as they play and frolic while we eat together below.
Some may call it clutter… but to me, looking out of my window are all of my beautiful, peaceful favorites.
~K
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