We live out in the country, have pine needles on the ground instead of grass and a multitude of projects “in the works” outside at all times. Between hunting, fishing, hydroponics, and wood working on our land, the yard tends to basically reflect that those things are happening and more.
I noticed this last week. By the trash.
Which is overflowing and full, so we are also having to use the “old metal cans”. And there are also big pieces of plastic by the trash pile. The whole situation is one of the low points of the yard. And yet, this.
Did we plant this? Not that I”m aware of. I have no idea when or how these flowers came up. They are so pretty, but there is really no point in having flowers like this in a yard like mine. They aren’t in the location I would have chosen and I would have planted more. They are random and unplanned and unexpected, but that makes them even more lovely.
Right now, life is chaos. We don’t know what to expect, and it feels like the world is spinning out of control. Most of us are either panicked, anxious or at the least a bit grumpy!
During this pandemic I encourage you to look for the flowers in the trash pile.
The beautiful little patches of pleasant among the chaos. Maybe it is a lovely moment that happens in your extra family together time. Or observing a “recovering hoarder” give their extra baby wipes to a mother who could really use them.
This is life right now. This is happening. It is messy, sometimes ugly or scary, and extremely complicated. There is no picture perfect scene in real life.
But then, amidst the things we can’t control and didn’t want, the clutter we can’t seem to sort out, the personal loads we bear…up comes a patch of beautiful purple flowers.
My yard and my life (even apart from a pandemic) will never be featured in Southern Living. It will never be all rosy and pristine. There will always be a trashcan in the background, and a mess around the corner. If you come over for dinner and the table is set beautifully, you can almost be sure that I gathered up piles of things and threw them in the other room before you got there.
But still, there are beautiful moments, tiny spaces of lovely and sweet little patches of flowers.
Don’t miss them this week. Glance at them for a little longer. Choose to remember more of the lovely and less of the gloom. Savor the beauty among the mess, even when it shows up in the most unexpected places.