From my corner of the couch, by the window, I see…
A bookcase, overflowing with art history, travel, mountaineering, poetry
Books that reflect who we were and where we hope to go
Knickknacks moved to higher shelves, out of the reach of small hands
Because I don’t want “no, don’t touch” to dominate my day
Dusty finger prints on … everything
Because, who has time?
Pine needles left over from our Christmas tree, even though I swept three times
Our tree with the fewest decorations, but probably my favorite because it reflects us most
Daisy, curled up next to the couch
Our first “child,” who is so patient with her new role as “dog” in our home
Three place mats at our table
Because Bea is too old for a tray on her booster seat now
A china cabinet, filled with wedding china and my grandmother’s dishes
Because, even though we don’t use them often, I love being reminded of special occasions
What do you see, from where you are?