Liminal Space

 

I'm here and I'm there...in between home and away, lingering late winter and sporadic early spring, hibernating and watching buds and shoots multiply each day. This is a hard time of year for me. Hard as in disquieting. I cannot explain it, but it's just the way I'm wired. I thrive in my insularity. The thing is, I'm also wired to celebrate the small things. And there are lots of small things and plenty of large things to celebrate right now.

The house is good and full. Lily is home for the whole summer. Can I get an Alleluia? Teddy will be for at least a good portion of it. It's a gift to get another stretch of time with the four of us under one roof piles of clothes and half full cans of Spindrift and all. Since Lily's return last Thursday, she's been staying close to home where there is a comfy bed, cats, her bike, rice cakes, blueberries, Nespresso and Netflix. Last night Ted came home with a victory on both courts: tennis and basketball. We were in the middle of a movie, but we hit pause so he could give us the recaps. When he does this, I am reminded of little shaver Teddy. From his very first foray into competition eons ago, he has recounted every play, point, at bat, hole and we have to listen. It is my privilege btw.

Yesterday was a windows open sort of day. Mike grilled our favorite bone in, skin on chicken breasts and Lily made her signature sprouts. I have missed those. Dinner was pushing 9 o'clock. Since our return from Spain, we no longer fight it. We had both flavors of the day in the freezer from a stop at Kopps last weekend. Had being the operative word. I see lots of custard in our purview.

Last Saturday Pete got a bowl of Mint Chip instead of a cake. It was a lucky thing his fave was flavor of the day. We did a smash up of  birthday/Cinco de Mayo and KY Derby. Mike made a refreshing tequila Julip and the fajitas were sizzling. Bets and rose bouquets too. I won with Sovereignty. This weekend we'll host Mother's Day/welcome home Lily. I'm thinking brunch, but awaiting inspiration. It will come.