Appreciating What I Have…

Today is the coldest morning we’ve had so far this season…the house wasJane Carroll sixty-one degrees when woke up…and…I whined…I’m not ready for cold weather…it hasn’t been fall long enough…tell winter to go away…

Well…you get the picture…and it isn’t a pretty one…

Bertha…only let me whine long enough to walk to the thermostat and turn on the heat…before she chided me…complaining about anything…even the weather…which I have absolutely no control over…only makes me unhappy…

She reminds me of the Serenity Prayer…change what I can…accept what I can’t…then she takes it a step further…telling me to appreciate…the things that I do like…like this warm, hearty bowl of oatmeal and cherries…the heat that warmed my entire house in a matter of minutes…my favorite sweater…which I get to wear for the first time in months…

And…of course she’s right…I do appreciate all of those things…but…now that I’m…savoring…them…it’s even better…and…I’m not whining anymore…

Jane

If you’re looking for a good book to settle in with on a cool evening… Becoming Bertha…comes to mind…

Banking on Trees…

As long as I’ve lived in this house…I have bemoaned the steep embankment that is my backyard…I’ve had some landscape work…doing my best to pretty it up…but…the fact remains…I have an incredibly small backyard…and it is essentially unusable…

So…lately…I’ve been entertaining the idea of a man with a bobcat…leveling out the bank…then…a retaining wall…and…viola…a backyard to enjoy…

And…I was all set to do it…in fact…the only thing holding me back was that I didn’t have the money…until…Bertha…had evidently had enough…so she pointed to the trees that are just beyond the privacy fence at the top of the embankment…and asked me just exactly where I thought their roots were…

Hmmm…down my embankment…

And…what would happen if I destroyed all the roots to the trees…

Ummm…the trees would fall on my house…

Then what…

My birds and squirrels wouldn’t have anywhere to nest…

And…what is my favorite part of the backyard…

Honestly…those trees…that don’t belong to me…whose roots are in my bank…and the wildlife that they offer a home to…

Okay…I’m sure you get the gist…even if I had the money…the embankment is staying…

Of course…Bertha…didn’t stop there…she had say that it reminded her of my life…and…how…sometimes…my least favorite things actually support my favorite things…

And…she’s right…again

Jane