It is May's birthday and the beautiful rain falls and the chickens run about without caring a bit that water is coming from the sky and I just picked a gallon of green beans, three cucumbers and a squash with my umbrella protecting me.
It is as beautiful a day as I can imagine. Sky blessings as I remember May's birth- the simple miraculous wonder of it, how at dawn I held and beheld the life I had labored all night to bring forth to such perfect result.
I will take her some green beans today along with her cake and other present. I will hold her again, this beautiful grown woman as her family celebrates her.
This is life. This is how it can be.
I am still amazed. I am still in wonder at all of it.