Springtime is for sowing seeds

It is an extraordinary spring day here.
65 degrees with brilliant blue skies and piercingly bright sun. I am squinting my eyes as I look across the landscape in the direction of the woods.
I love the peace and quiet here. The buds are beginning to open now, and I can even see a few crocuses popping out of the earth. I have always loved neighborhoods when it’s like this. I think of all the silent homes around me, whose owners are preoccupied elsewhere.
It seems to me they are missing the best part of home life. I never feel this way on the weekend, too many disturbances such as lawn mowers, weed eaters, screaming children and just general mayhem.
I look forward to taking myself off to somewhere else on weekends. So far, I end up in places where it is silent, with no humans around. Much like I experience right here during the week!

This brings me to the next question – What do I want?
I answer this question a thousand times a day. I have learned that if I do not know what I want, I get all kinds of useless, less than usable life experiences. In other words, I get things I do not want.

From observing my lifestyle of the past 15 years, I gather that I love quiet settings for dwellings.
A home on several acres, overlooking the ocean and mountains, with tall trees, roses, lavender and rosemary in the landscape.
I can see myself standing on the deck looking over at the ocean and experiencing the clean, crisp wind, as it whistles on by, and the soft gentleness of the sun on my skin.
What’s that smell? Ah yes, the subtle fragrance of roses, and sometimes lavender and sometimes rosemary depending on which one allows themselves to ride with the wind.

Isn’t life grand? Aren’t you glad you came?
I am glad you did too.