| I do my own dishes.
I like doing my own dishes for many reasons. I can wash my sorrows and
my pains and my angst down the drain with the other crud on the plates.
I can remind myself that my plate has only those things I put on it so
if I don't like the way something tastes, then I should get rid of it.
I spend a great deal of time staring out my kitchen window to see what
is there. Sometimes a bird...ond morning a small grasshopper...it is always
something interesting to me.
My DH (Darling Husband) woke
me up the other morning to come look out
the kitchen window. I did
somewhat grumpily and saw nothing but the grass that needs cutting, the
pump house that needs tearing down or rebuilding and the magnificent oak
tree. He tapped on the pane to draw my attention closer and I saw a young
praying mantis there. Wow! You don't always have to look at the big picture
to see something really neat! That mantis and I played for half an hour.
I would move my finger and she would follow it. I was captivated by the
way she turned her head to watch my movement.
Then I grabbed a tag that has
been lying in that window for two weeks
waiting for me to throw it
away. It was yellow and orange..one of those
Scrubbies(tm). I held it up
and it scared the mantis greatly! Enough
for it to hustle away.
At first I was sad, then I
realized that I had learned something again.
You don't always know what
the other person's fears are.
You can glean what you wish
from this little story.
By My Hand
Arwen Nightstar
July 18, 1998 (C) All Rights
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