Top of the Morning
Sunshine spilling through the trees with peekaboo glimpses of it sparkling on the lake. The first sip of coffee. A hawk glides over the lake. Quiet. Lovely. Blessed.
Thankful for many things. Some truly peculiar things. We don’t have carpeting or rugs because of allergies. Our house is tucked into the woods, no real yard, so lots of leaves and pollen get tracked in regularly, particularly by my husband’s shoes that have some sort of pattern that grips the leaves even though he wipes his feet on the door mat. Last trip to Walmart, I found house slippers with cloth threads like a dust mop on the soles. I wore them yesterday and it’s like walking on pillows and my floors are soooo clean! I’m thinking of buying several sizes and leaving them at the door like they do in Japan. The grand kids will love sliding and dancing around in them and will be cleaning my floors instead of leaving scuff marks. So, this morning I’m thanking for Walmart and funky mop house slippers. Who knew?