Opened Eyes see much more.

Maybe those gorgeous Sunrises and Sunsets happen all the time and I only think they happen a few times a year because I wasn’t paying attention.

But with Sunrises like these…  Let’s just say, I’m paying attention now.  Or at least my eyes are open.  They must have been closed when I wasn’t dreaming.  Funny how things can change overnight.  It seems the skies are full of wonder and color multiple times a week lately.

In about 10 years when my daughter leaves the nest I’m going to take over her room,

kick out the wall,

add a huge window (who cares if it makes the back of my house look funny),

and watch the sky.  She gets the best views.  Whenever I see the least bit of color in the sky I run upstairs, pop open her window and snap away.  She complains that I’m letting all the warm air out.   I retort that I’m just letting fresh air in.

It’s been relatively dry for the last week and some odd days, which means one thing.

The kids are outside – Finally!  And honk, who cares if it’s only 50 degrees.  I can’t seem to keep jackets or sweaters on my kids.  They throw on whatever shoes they can find and fly around the yard.  Probably releasing a winters worth of pent-up energy every hour they are out playing.

Now we know why the boys shoes mysteriously turn up in the yard.

The girls have rekindled their fascination with the fairy village we built in tree last summer. 

They often leave the fairies notes telling them how beautiful and clever they are.  Fairies like flattery, I mean who doesn’t like a kind word now and then.

And once in a great while, the wee things respond by leaving the girls some fairy dust and trinkets.

The dry weather has made me dream about reclaiming my secret garden.  Maybe this will be it’s year to shine.  Maybe is an awfully big word.

 

Meanwhile, I’m going to continue to annoy my daughter and throw open her window whenever I see some color in the sky.  Cause the important part is – My eyes are open again and I want to enjoy the beauty around me.

My computer isn’t too beautiful right now.  The fan is dying. Sometimes I get lucky and it works while sounding  like a Mexican jumping bean fiesta under the keyboard.  Other times, I’m not so lucky and it doesn’t work, thereby overheating the whole thing and shutting itself down after a few minutes of work.  Frustrating, either way.  As you can tell, it’s noisily working right now.  Don’t know when I’m going to get it fixed.  I haven’t had great luck with getting the resident computer repairman (my husband) to find a spare minute to work on it.  I’m not to upset because I know the poor guy is swamped. 

While I’m waiting though, I’m going to keep dreaming with my eyes wide open.