So far, it's been a rainy Spring in Eatonton, Georgia.
Max and I dug a hole in the backyard for a post for a bird feeder; we dug down about 12 inches, maybe more, and the ground was wet all the way down. I know we were in a scary drought just one year ago, but I would like the sun to come out and stay out for a while now.
I love to work in my yard ... but there is so much to do, I don't always know where to start. Plus, there are things to do inside the house.
But I love the early morning ... to hear the birds singing; the courthouse clock striking the hour; the church carillon playing hymns ... so peaceful for me. I love living in town..I'm a city girl at heart. I dream of living in the country where I can hear more birds and see a lot of stars at night ... and maybe I would do just fine with that. But the buzz of small town life is unique ... a treasure really as it's so American.
Today is the Putnam County Dairy Festival...and thousands of people will be in town...with most of the activity taking place just two blocks from our house, which is at the corner of Walnut and Washington.
The end of the parade will pass right by our house this morning, and Max and I want to sit on chairs on the little side porch and watch it go by! I hope there is music .... Of course there will be the Dairy Festival Queen (I keep calling her the Dairy Queen, but then I think of ice cream sundaes). This is her day ... She was picked about a month ago, and today she rides the float in the parade. Ta. Da. I've been told by long-timers that this is the extent of her royal duties.
Of course, she'll go down in local history at the Queen of the 50th Putnam County Dairy Festival. Pretty cool ... something to tell her children and grandchildren.
When I lived in York, PA, our house was across the street from the fairgrounds ... lots of happy things and celebrations going on across the street all summer long. Fourth of July was the biggie...lots of fireworks, and picnics and company...I absolutely loved it. I miss it. Especially working with Jeff to prepare for it and celebrating it with him there. Such sweet and happy memories. I yearn to see Jeff again at times like this and my heart beats with an ache.
Today, however, my new husband Max and I will make some new memories of our own. Sitting on the porch, watching the Dairy Festival Parade go by.
God is so good ... and our lives really do go on in such unexpected ways when we trust and obey!
Saturday, June 6, 2009
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