Full of Grace

• Being invited to a Passover Seder. It’s been awhile since I had close Jewish people in my life and it was lovely to be reacquainted with this most holy holiday. Even though I still don’t understand most of the Hebrew, there is something very special and calming about listening to its rhythm and knowing that these same prayers have been sung and celebrated for thousands of years.

• The Middle Girl who graciously gave me an education on the artist known as Prince. I apparently missed quite a talent there.

• The peas are starting to pop up and I planted the first seedlings of lettuce. I would like to plant more because I get so excited about the whole thing, but we are having a week of very cold night time temperatures so I am trying to wait.

• Getting most of the top on the deck, at least enough that the dog can use the house doors rather than having to go through the garage. I really enjoy building things, but I have to admit that this project is bigger and more time consuming than I first imagined.  But at least now most of the work is off my aching knees.  

• All the time I have spent on this deck I have been thinking about my father who taught me had to build and fix and use tools. I was not even allowed to get my driver's license until I could change the oil and a tire in a car. At the time I thought he was frustrating and old fashioned. Once I became a home owner I really appreciated all the skills, not to mention the satisfaction of being self sufficient and the calm that comes when I get lost in working with my hands. So this week I am particularly grateful for my dad and all he taught me.