Plink...plink...
Plink...plink...
The rain dropped steadily onto the surface of the pool as we peered out at it.
Plink...
The drops hit the blue surface and leaped up a bit before dropping back to the surface and below.
Plink...
We turned from the window to our indoor activities. The kids started coloring in coloring books, I was looking at pictures of "organized" houses online. A place for everything, and everything in its place. Square boxes containing living spaces shot through with light, perfectly organized and promising to motivate me to do the same. Purge this, sort that, clean your way to an inner nirvana. The articles were more suited to New Year's resolutions than a summer day, although the photos shouted of beach houses and clear summer sun.
Plink...
Summer sun that wasn't hanging around outside my window just then. Disorganized me, and disorganized weather...cool temperatures, rainy day in July. Life couldn't exist in a perfectly organized box shot through with light, the weather outside knew that. The disorganization fed the creative energies of grass and tree, leaf and flower. I turned from the perfect pages and looked back outside at the greening plants to watch the water running in rivulets.
Plink...plink...
What a perfectly disorganized summer day.
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This post was written for the One Word at a Time blog carnival hosted by Bridget Chumbley. Please visit the carnival for other takes on the topic of "Summer."
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19 comments:
Those magazines are evil. Who can really live that way? Put the magazine down and walk away! ;o)
I immediately thought of all the inflatable pools as a kid. All the grass that would get tracked into the pool. And the absolute delight of watching the water flood the grass when it was time to put it away -- I'd hold my foot down on the side and watch the water just pour.
Oh this was fantastic! I loved it!
@Wendy: I don't think anyone can live that way...at least, not with kids. Or I hope not, since that doesn't say much for my parenting and cleaning skills if they can. ;)
@Glynn: I loved that part of the inflatable pools, too...that indescribable feeling as the water rushed out into the grass. :)
@Joyce: Thanks! It was a completely un-summer kind of day, but we still enjoyed it.
I love the thought of a perfectly disorganized day of summer!
Great post.
Plink. Plink.
Love that sound.
And thanks for dropping by my place too!
I can hear the rain in my mind! Creativity can not be put in or gotten from a box. Boring days made be a more creative problem solver as a child. That is my story, and I am sticking to it!
I love this... Never change, I tell you. Disorganized can be so hectically awesome. :)
@Helen: that's exactly how I see it. The kids have built forts, played in jungles, chased a two-foot long black snake (eek!)...they live a life of adventure this way. ;)
@M.L.: Thanks for stopping by! I love playing with word sounds. :)
@Duane Scott: a clean house is a sign of a wasted life. That's my story and I'm sticking to it!
Perfectly disorganized--kids coloring--the magazines don't know what they're missing.
The magazines aren't for real people. I agree with Wendy: put it down and walk away!
Great post.
Artistic people tend to be disorganized. So see, you're artistic! And that's a good thing!
Now excuse me while I go muck out my laundry room. Err, closet.
Sometimes you need a day just like that, even though it may not be what you planned.
Thanks for stopping by Graceful today...it's so nice to meet you here!
I would refer to the words of Phyliss Dillar who said:
"Keeping a clean house with young children is like shoveling the sidewalk while it's still snowing outside."
Or perhaps Rosanne Barr who said:
"I'll keep a clean house when Sears sells a riding vacuum cleaner."
I simply adore your writing style. It makes me think about such routine events as rain and organization in a whole new way. And I would have never linked them naturally.
I also love the new look over here. Or..new to me...I was a little MIA for a little while.
Did you want me to send you more MRE's? I found them for sale in the commissary. ;)
We have many of these types of summer days... plink plink is a sound we here in WA state often.
I loved this post and it brought a huge smile to my face. Thank you!
I love this!!
We live on a non-schedule as much as possible.
Your posts are always so good, Rebecca. I'll agree with everyone else. Those magazines are evil.
Thank you all for the sweet compliments! I'm glad I'm not the only one who doesn't live up to those perfect photos in the magazines. :)
You are such a beautiful writer!
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