The tree and shrub trimming, weeding, and garden clean-up yesterday began at 7 AM and lasted, with frequent breaks, most of the day. It was satisfying, but I was ready for that hot bath (with Epsom Salts) when I finally gave out. Some daylilies are divided and moved, but more to go.
Each year dividing daylilies is on my list, but for the last several years, it hasn't been checked off. One reason has been the longer summers that has them bloom again late in the season, and after waiting for the bloom to finish, my mind is on other things.
This year, I'm going to get it done. My husband suggested that sometimes I have "empty intentions." That isn't true. My intentions are full and true, my execution of those intentions doesn't always happen--it is the follow-through that is often lacking. And I have so many intentions about so many things! The truth is that it is a case of the pot calling the kettle black, as I wait years for the things he "intends" to do! I'm currently making a list to present to him. :)
This morning, Iliana mentioned Anne Sexton's "Welcome Morning," which is one of my favorite poems. I have poetry books stacked by my reading chair, and I'd read Sexton's poem again recently, so Iliana's post and the way I feel this morning reminds me again of a "thank-you on my palm." You can read the poem here.
The weather is cooler, I got a lot done yesterday, and I'm feeling grateful for so many things at the moment. Poetry, art, family, autumn, mail, books, efforts to help the environment, beautiful animal photography, funny memes, the cardinal that comes for the peanuts each day, the Monarchs on the milkweed, the remaining cosmos, the Torii gate my husband built, the Roomba now running again after being ill, the coffee in my cup and the cat in my lap.
Now--which of my intentions will I see about next!
Another cup of coffee, first. I'll let you know how it turns out.