Savoring simple everyday pleasures

As I came to the end of one of my early evening walks this week, just as dusk fell in earnest, a blue VW Kombi Van drove past me- my eyesight is not what it was, but even before I could see it clearly, I anticipated the predictable sight of the owners Red setter dogs ears and soft muzzle protruding out of the open window taking in all the sights and smells. 

Predictable, as although I do not know the owner or the pup, this van, with its distinctive engine noise and passenger, has been around the neighborhood for many, many years. Now, its quite possible there have been more than one beloved Red Setter over the years, but what spoke to me was the comfort and soothing quality of the routine, the sheer simplicity of contentment, as this dogs muzzle was noticeably greyer then when I last noticed, suggesting this is a daily ritual, has been enjoyed by both occupants, over many years. The peacefulness and harmony of the scene really stuck a chord with me- particularly after a somewhat challenging week. 

The obvious delight this pair take in their journey - I'm guessing to the beach- enjoying the air, the scenery, the companionship and the routine, was delightfully calming to witness. 

I took real comfort in their regular habit, the time honored routine in amongst the chaos and business of life if we don't consciously stop, pause, and savor these moments. 

I am not a patient person with regards to myself, in fact I'm a terrible patient when I'm sick and have been battling an arm injury of late which I'm finding so frustrating as its preventing doing things I love - I just want it better NOW. 

And throughout this rather fraught week, the universe has gently pushed little signs and reminders my way, of practicing patience, of time being something we are not in control of, of its passing if we desire it to quickly or not, it passes at its steady continuous pace regardless. 

The D Day landings were commemorated this week- those veterans are the last handful of those brave souls still living, and while they were looking elderly and frail for the most part, I imagine those memories are as sharp and vivid as ever they were. My dear Grandfathers along with their brothers, plus my brave courageous Grandmothers all served. I would think that when they reflect on those harrowing days it seems as though no time has passed. They went on to bring up children and have careers, welcome many grandchildren into their lives and some great grandchildren even- As they grew older, the daily habits and rituals become such a comfort and even source of joy for them- particularly after retirement. It gave their days purpose and structure. They were lucky enough to mostly live good long fulfilling lives- and it gives me comfort to reflect on their gentleness and their conservative and respectful use of time: Writing letters, time in the garden, savoring the seasons for their beauty, bounty and harvest, watching grandchildren grow, nurturing relationships and friendships in their village and being involved in their church community, preparing a meal from scratch as there was no other way, growing vegetables, making jam, collecting fire wood, reading the paper. Phones were in one place with a chord attached to the wall (and telephone numbers were 3 digits long!). News was delivered to the doorstep rolled up, shops closed at 12noon on Saturdays and were never open on Sundays, holidays were packing up the car and driving an hour or two away- to friends or with a tent, roasts were on Sundays after church with the family all present, cakes were decorated with smarties and were full of sugar, butter (and gluten!) Bellows were used to re start the fires embers on a cold morning, tea was in a pot- always- roses bloomed every summer, copper and brass were polished every month, and "40 Winks" were enjoyed every afternoon- on the swing seat in the garden in warmer months, and tucked up by the fire in winter. 

I think I am craving not only a simpler life at the moment, but also the calm, 'can do' attitude that was a given to them, along with the 'make do' sentiment. No racing, no rushing, no over commitment. 

This weekend I feel a deep desire to step back, take things slow, re evaluate and re appreciate everything in my life. To give time and space to my genuine gratitude, and to reflect a little on how fast time passes, willed or no. 

A sunny day is forecast and dinner with good friends, punctuated with walks and books and restorative sleep is my hope. A weekend to savor indeed.