Friends, we are traveling together.
Throw off your tiredness. Let me show you
one tiny spot of the beauty that cannot be spoken.
I am like an ant that has gotten into the granary,
ludicrously happy, and trying to lug out
a grain that is way too big.
(Rumi)
(Rumi)
I follow Ruth's blog, Rumi Days, which posts a Rumi poem each day. I've come to look forward to the inspiration I find there. I had taken some photos today about the small pleasures gathered on my balcony and this part of a Rumi poem seemed perfect as the lead in.
My balcony is a tiny spot of beauty. I feel happy there. Here's what I'm grateful for today:
Roses from my rose bush. It was a gift from my neighbor. It continues to give beauty and lovely scent.
Geraniums and begonias in pink, red, coral,
blooming boldly in the warm Italian sun.
Strawberries,
sweet and red,
delicious
on my cereal.
Tomatoes growing on the plant that was barely 6 inches high when I planted it. I went away for a week and they were just marble sized beginners. When I watered them today, I was surprised how they've grown and how many there are.
If you can't tell, growing my own veggies is entirely new and such a kick for me!
The soft evening light on my current favorite view from the balcony.
It's an ancient stone house on a hill surrounded by fields, vineyards, olive groves.
This vista fills me with peace.
Thanks for letting me show you my tiny spot of beauty. I hope it brings you happiness as well.
My balcony is a tiny spot of beauty. I feel happy there. Here's what I'm grateful for today:
Roses from my rose bush. It was a gift from my neighbor. It continues to give beauty and lovely scent.
Geraniums and begonias in pink, red, coral,
blooming boldly in the warm Italian sun.
Strawberries,
sweet and red,
delicious
on my cereal.
Tomatoes growing on the plant that was barely 6 inches high when I planted it. I went away for a week and they were just marble sized beginners. When I watered them today, I was surprised how they've grown and how many there are.
If you can't tell, growing my own veggies is entirely new and such a kick for me!
The soft evening light on my current favorite view from the balcony.
It's an ancient stone house on a hill surrounded by fields, vineyards, olive groves.
This vista fills me with peace.
Thanks for letting me show you my tiny spot of beauty. I hope it brings you happiness as well.
That last picture? THAT'S why I want to go to Italy. With my camera. With my brushes and paints.
ReplyDeleteVero. In the morning or evening light. Lots of artists before you have been inspired.
ReplyDeletethe view is beautiful. i think i recall you saying you're in an apt? if so, is it an old bldg converted to apts or what? my husband would be so jealous if i showed him the photo. he wants to go to Italy so much. kid raising has held us back. now we just have to do it.
ReplyDeleteIt's an apartment that's new (6 in our building) but walking distance from the ancient hill city of Cittá Sant'Angelo characteristic of this area of Abruzzo in Italy. The best of both worlds! Besides this awesome view. we look at the Apenine Mountains and the Adriatic Sea from our balcony- really!
ReplyDeleteI am stunned with this view. You already had me with the roses and strawberries, and then. How fantastic to live there, to have coffee there in the morning, to take supper there in the evening. Just thrilling, and simple, and serene.
ReplyDeleteThank you for the kind attention to RUMI DAYS. It makes me very happy to share his words with you, after all these hundreds of years.
Ludicrously happy,
ruth
I love having my coffee in the morning and a glass of wine in the evening while I just take it all in. Good words to describe it- simple and serene. Thank you for posting Rumi's gems for us to enjoy.
ReplyDeleteThat is just heavenly to me....
ReplyDeleteI love the view from your balcony as well. It's just magnificent. A glass of wine in the evening, maybe a few olives from those groves down there, music drifting softly from inside, and one of John's dinners to look forward to... sigh. You are a lucky woman.
ReplyDeleteP.S. I follow Rumi Days too. (Thank you, Ruth!)