It’s a leather day here at The Gables.
Well, other things are also happening, like:
1. The quinoa cooking on the stove top.
2. I’m irrigating with my creek. I pulled the gate earlier this morning.
The grape vines looked thirsty.
3. Loretta Lynn is singing to me over the stereo in this little room:
“Have mercy on me baby….you’re tearing me apart…the way that you do me you know you done got to me…have mercy on me baby…“
4. My cabana boy has come and gone and the lawns are looking lush and cleanly trimmed. Thank you Brother Bradley — Brad is one of RW’s best friends, a firefighter, and he mows my lawns on Fridays. How awesome is that? I love fire community more than most other communities I’ve been part of, which is kind of shocking. But I love that these men and women view me as family, as well as RW, and they help to take care of me while he’s away. I know there’s always someone I can call if I need help with heavy lifting or some other task that I’m too little for — there seem to be a lot of those sorts of tasks. I am small, after all.
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It’s a beautiful day here today. Slightly overcast with the wailing promise of thunderstorms on all of the horizons I can see from my workbench. I hope to feel the cackle of lightning and a sudden rush as those rogue plough winds rear up and sweep down off the West bench.
I feel so content today.
I’ve talked to RW three nights in a row.
I feel loved.
I feel precious.
I feel appreciated.
I am missed.
I feel the fullness of the good, strong and healthy love I have with that smokejumper of mine. It’s been so fun to listen to him talk about his work. Every time I talk to him, my heart, the very roots and timbers and branches of my heart shake with the joy that’s found in the fact that my man is living one of his dreams. I’m so glad I am able to give him the freedom to chase his dreams.
I have lovely weekend plans in place and I feel I’ve earned them. That’s right. I plan to pull down.
I’ve walked the line this week.
I’m ready for a Sabbath.
My gardens are responding to my touch.
My dogs can’t stop smiling.
My legs long to run and I want the sunshine in my hair.
Happy Friday to you all and thank you so much for your incredible support this week. You’re amazing. Life is amazing. The bliss is raining down.
xx
PLUME
PS Today someone claimed my Bliss Ring for herself. She plans to wear it at her wedding later this summer. She said that she has “been with me since 2007” and that this is her first and long overdue ring. Amazing. Amazing that I can have a history with a person I’ve never met. I couldn’t help but cry at the beauty of that realization.
Yesterday, a woman fired me a note about how she had just lost her cat to a tragic accident. She said she didn’t know why she wanted to tell me but she did and I was so glad to connect with her, even in the event of her grief.
You are all
so
incredible.
You’re all so real to me!
Thanks for letting me into your lives.
Thanks for being part of my world.