Secretly, Joyfully, Clearly
as we do
sometimes to stop time
when something wonderful
has touched us
as with a match,
which is lit, and bright,
but does not hurt
in the common way,
but delightfully,
as if delight were the most serious thing you ever felt. -Mary Oliver (Snow Geese)
From the window I could see that the snow was already beginning to melt. We ate our sandwiches quickly, fresh mozzarella drizzled with olive oil and rich balsamic reduction - a lunch that Satch exuberantly calls, "DELISH-IST & GORJ-IST". We carefully donned our layers, like peeling in reverse. It was a mile trek to get out to the vista, pulling Satch in the sled behind me for most of the way, but it was well worth it.
Have a good weekend! See you Monday.
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3 Comments:
That's the Satchist thing I've ever heard!
xo G.
p.s. My word verification for posting this comment is "shess," which sounds about right.
Whenever I read your blog, it makes me wish that I had a mom who stayed home to take care of me. Your mozzarella lunch does sound delish, plus you come up with so many fun things to do. =)
glorious!
i want a sandwich like that now! add tomatoes please.
;-D
(((hugs)))
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