Chemo, cosmos, and a mustard seed...
This morning, as I walked up to my door these cosmos greeted me. Don't they look eager and happy to see me? Not too far up the path my sunflowers are getting ready to bloom. I don't usually bother to cover my plants when a freeze threatens, preferring a 'survival of the fitest' approach, but if the weather threatens I have sheets ready to cover them up. They've come too far to give up on them now.
We are nervous about the onset of Thursday's chemo's side effects which were no small picnic last time. My M.O. is to cook all manner of food. I think I might gain 300 pounds before John finishes his treatment. Thankfully, so far his hasn't lost much weight although hair is another story. He keeps saying he is after 'the Bruce Willis look' but John is tall and lanky so I prefer to think of it as 'the James Taylor look.' In proving my point, I found that James Taylor has free online guitar lessons on his website which inspired me to dust off my guitar and give it a go.
After my cooking frenzy, I spent some time in my studio working on designs I'm developing for a local church's gift shop. Since I have loved mustard seed necklaces since I was a little girl, I filled little vials with seeds, then wrapped a tiny piece of leather around the top. Jesus told a parable comparing a mustard seed to the kingdom. It can grow into a mighty tree that will shelter birds. He also talked about the power of a faith even if it is as tiny as a mustard seed. I was so pleased to be able to incorporate my Tree of Life charm so that this necklace has all three elements, mustard seed, tree, and bird: just add faith.
The sunset tonight was so stunning I insisted that John drag himself out front to see. An amazing orangey- pink streaked the sky as the sun set behind trees on the horizon. I don't often take pictures of sunsets because no matter how good the camera or the photographer, pictures never do them justice. I couldn't help myself though, so I grabbed my camera, raising it higher and higher to try and capture the sunset and not the cars and houses in the foreground. While the photo fails, the taking of it, my hands stretched high and heavenward, felt just right.