wild and precious life

May 18, 2012 @ 7:52 pm | Filed under: Family, Photos, Poetry

I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down
into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass,
how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,
which is what I have been doing all day…

—from “The Summer Day” by Mary Oliver


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  1. Like.
    Actually, love.

  2. Wild and precious, indeed. {{hugs}}

  3. Yes.Yes.

    And I am smiling and smiling now to be reading this on Saturday and realizing that on Friday, when you shared this, I actually did fall down into the grass, when I had gone out to bring in the wash, and decided it was more important to lay down and look up at the sky and the flapping laundry for a bit…and the flowers through the garden fence, and the birds flitting…and I had dreams of your sort of flitting creatures.: )

  4. Lovely.

  5. Oh beyond very lovely Melissa!

    And Lesley Austin, thank you for sharing that…..you make me feel so very normal.

    Sigh. πŸ™‚

  6. Precious indeed. The importance of stopping and remembering…these are the good old days.