Show and Tell

As I sat down to write this evening, my mind at first went to ideas I wanted to share , including photos of some of my favorite things.

I am sure I will return to that wonderful, mutual show and tell that we all share in blog land. This genuine show and tell is not about ‘stuff’, as the naysayers might describe it.

It reminds me more of that time in life when I was newly married, and my parents would come from out of town to see us. I would literally tug my mother from room to room , showing her what I had made, how I had arranged things, what I had cooked.

That was NOT about stuff. It was about connection; it was symbiotic; it was the best kind of show and tell; it was mutual.

I know the value of life is not in the bird plate I am dying to show you or in the fact that I now ‘see’ birds everywhere (as figurines or as paintings on plates).

Tonight my thoughts are more about other things- in no particular order-

how much I love writing and rolling words around in my mind and throwing them out on the page like the jacks I played with as a child- how will they land?

I am thinking about the day to day issues of life , the blessed gratitude to God I feel , the admiration and wonder I experience when reading all of your amazing blogs, the things I have learned about gardening and frugality and making do with what one has, the list of projects and ideas I have that are multiplying so so fast and trying to incorporate those things in my daily life.

I am thinking about the love I have for my family and my desire to be a fly on the wall in my oldest grandson’s kindergarten classroom this year.

He is such a little man, with a brilliant, tender soul. I want to watch every second of his learning and thinking. He is an amazing thinker.

I want to watch his show and tell.