Entry for June 19, 2006 ~It Was A Beautiful Day~

What a beautiful evening. The breeze was blowing just enough to make it perfect walking weather, so I did. I asked my walking buddy if he wanted to go with me and he just smiled so big at the idea, so I packed us a bag and we headed out. I walked to my mom's house with him. That doesn't sound like much but mom lives a little piece away from me. Me and my buddy walked the back road. We saw so many things, cows, goats, a cat, groundhogs, birds, a bunny. He liked the birds the best. I picked him a daisy and he held on to it for almost an hour. It wilted in his hand, but he enjoyed it. He is such a great listener. He makes no judgement on what he hears. He just listens and at times his responses make me laugh. I taught him today what the colore green smells like. He liked it, the olfactory explaination of a color. I liked it too.

I showed him the sky. It was awesome. We took off at about 7:30 tonight. The sun was still in the sky and I had to shade his eyes for awhile. As we walked, the sky started tinging pink. It had these huge fluffy cotton ball clouds in it. They drifted lazily by as we passed the cows standing by the fence watching our progression down the road. It was supposed to rain tonight, but it didn't. It did however bring out the most in the clouds for us. They turned into pink cotton candy as we came up to the railroad tracks, and eventually turned into the deepest bruised plum color. The walk was worth the sights we saw.

There was a tree that I saw, and I shared with my buddy how profound I thought it to be. At one point in time the tree was massive. The homeowner has cut all the limbs off it leaving a skeleton of a tree. The branches chopped to the quick, yet at every severed limb was a burst of growth. White flowers were blooming in poodle tail puff balls on every one of those flat faced outcroppings. It refused to die, even though by the looks of it the tree should have given up hope. It didn't. It continues to thrive as best it can. In that funny looking oddball tree I found inspiration. I felt a kindred spirit with the tree. 

Life,  though often not fair, is always beautiful. There's a normal day today that I siezed to live in. I worked, I laughed, I found beauty and inspiration. I took time to help out a friend, and listened patiently on the phone while  another friend cried, as he spoke of his pain. I spoke kindly to the people who matter to me, and I walked with the love of my life. I taught him what the color green smells like.

It was a beautiful day.

love me later~tj