Today is a day of rest, remembrance, consciousness. Today is a day to practice awareness and appreciation, to live in the moment. Today is a day to further solidify deep compassion.
The truth is that we should be doing all of these things every day, but it’s nice to be reminded every once in awhile to regroup and recharge. Practicing deep compassion is easier said than done.
Martin Luther King Jr. is famous for his oratorical skills. Here are a couple of my favorite quotes:
“Life’s most persistent and urgent question is, ‘What are you doing for others?’”
… and …
“On the one hand we are called to play the good Samaritan on life’s roadside; but that will be only an initial act. One day we must come to see that the whole Jericho road must be transformed so that men and women will not be constantly beaten and robbed as they make their journey on life’s highway. True compassion is more than flinging a coin to a beggar; it is not haphazard and superficial. It comes to see that an edifice which produces beggars needs restructuring.” —From a sermon delivered at Riverside Church.
Phew, it feels good to take a break today. We’re going to enjoy a little peace and quiet.
We’ve had three days of hard work. Here’s a sneak peek at the past weekend …
Day 1: First we tore down our fence. Here’s a little reminder.
Hauling that sucker to the dump was no easy feat. Then we dug all new holes and set the new posts and support structures.
We moved the fence out a little closer to our property line and this helped us gain a bit more space for the driveway. Our house was built in 1915 and the existing driveway is really narrow. I’m just guessing, but I think the autos in 1915 were a tad skinnier.
Day 3: We repaired, patched, restuccoed and repainted the stucco wall all the way in the back and the column in the front.
Jack also spread and compacted a couple yards of gravel on both sides of the fence.
Maybe next year we’ll get a chance to address the patchwork quilt of concrete that makes up the driveway. Right now, it drains water towards the house, which is not good. But the driveway needs to wait for a couple of other projects to be completed first. Fingers crossed, we’ll be able to address it in 2012.
Here we are. That’s nearly a 100-feet of fence. Phew. Done. We were really nervous it was going to fall over and onto our car.
In the summer we’ll probably add pickets to the outside and stain the fencing throughout the property.
Eek. Ignore those nearly dead hibiscus bushes in the foreground. There are a half dozen that line the side of the driveway. They’ve been attacked by frost and we don’t know if they’ll survive. (Plus, I ran over two of them with the car. Shhh. Don’t tell Jack.)
And ignore our sad looking window boxes … Jack just tore our all the frost-bitten plants. I have to give it to Geraniums, though, those suckers never die. There’s a bush the size of a Volkswagon in the front yard. I wish it would die.
Now that the fence is done and we have a little more space in the driveway, it’s a little more comfortable for Jack to work on the car and his various projects.
Here he is replacing a broken fog lamp, which I’m thrilled to say that I didn’t break! Woohoo!
Oh, my. Do you notice his shoes? They are NOT hiking boots. (Praise Lord!)
Thank you Dad, for giving up your shoes. Thank you Mom, for sending them. He does wear them! And they are much appreciated (at least by his wife.)
Complete non sequitur: Before we started working on the fence, I went around and picked up all the dog toys and bones littering the driveway and the yard. Within an hour of the fence being completed I noticed a bone back in the corner. Lily “buries” bones in all the nooks and crannies around the house whether there’s dirt there or not. At any given time there may be a half dozen “buried” goodies around the property.
Cracks me up.
And here she is with her favorite Christmas tiger. The first toy to appear once the fence was done.
We’ve tried to throw it away several times because it’s, well, disgusting … but somehow she rescues him and continues to love him to death.
She’s a cutie, eh? I can’t say much for her taste though—she loves all things stinky and tasting of poop.
Anyway, I hope you have a peaceful day.