Wednesday, April 25, 2012
Writing while the dishes are soaking
I really, really didn't want to do housework tonight. I'm still a little groggy and not feeling too well... perhaps from the anesthetic used in my eyes yesterday or the weather or probably... both.
But I looked around the kitchen, thinking ahead of tomorrow morning and the difference I would feel between walking into a clean kitchen and one with dishes in the sink... leftovers from the prior day's decision to read instead of work. Sigh... not a good thing.
So the day's dishes are soaking as I write and the book has been set aside, waiting for the last dish to be stacked onto the red Rubbermaid drainer. I may decide to soak the saucepan in which I warmed up leftover homemade chicken soup, yes... I think a good overnight soak would be very beneficial for the saucepan. ;)
I think I will slip on the ear buds of the itty bitty iPod and listen to the Indelible Grace CD I uploaded a few weeks ago. My daughter first introduced me to the music of Indelible Grace. It is old music set to a more modern arrangement... and it is gorgeous. It fills my heart with joy.
This month I will have enough credit (thanks to those of you who enter Amazon through the blog's widget) to order another CD (this one was a gift from Stephanie for a past Christmas). I think I'm getting their Wake Thy Slumbering Children CD but I'm not certain... I may choose one of their others.
I prefer buying CDs rather than downloading music as I can upload the CD to iTunes and then pass it on to my husband to listen to on his CD player. He tried an mp3 player but found he preferred an older technology. Do you want to hear the CD I've been listening to while walking? It is... here.
Isn't the vase of Lilly of the Valley flowers lovely? They are one of my favorites. There is a small patch of them which usually grow within the perennial greenery near the back fence. But this year I thought they had been killed in the heat-cold-heat-very cold weather of this year's spring.
So... imagine my delight when I was pulling weeds last week and caught a whiff of the sweetest scent and I knew they had to be there... somewhere... hiding within all the other stuff. Tucked behind and under large, green leaves were my treasures of tiny white bells. Their aroma is heavenly.
I left most to enjoy their garden surroundings but a small handful had to come inside with me where they have been enjoying a place of honor on the kitchen windowsill for a week. Oh, yes... the kitchen... the dishes soaking... I have work to do.
Miles to go before I sleep...
Posted by Brenda@CoffeeTeaBooks at 9:20 PM