"This chair, in the shade for most of the day, has your name on it. You have to move the roses off the side table, but when you do, there is plenty of room for a big mug of steaming tea and a plate of whole wheat toast that is dripping with butter and slathered with honey from Tina and Thomas’s bees. T & T’s bees collect pollen from wildflowers in the Los Gatos creek region of the San Francisco Bay area. Pretty soon you will be lying in this chair and reading a book or sketching or sleeping or writing and you will let the cares of the world slip away through the little holes and down into the lawn beneath you."
I'll be in this chair in June, but the promise of it brought a bit of gentle light into the present moment. What sweetness, anticipation. What kindness, the timely words of a friend.
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