Saturday, late in the afternoon I took the girl and her friend Jacob to the library. We stopped en route to have ice cream just for fun and loved eating those soft serve swirled cones. We lingered so long that we arrived at the library at 4:55...with 5 minutes to close. I told the kids to see if there was anything they couldnt live without and didnt even look myself. We ended up checking out nothing and heading back to the car.
On the way home, all hopped up on ice cream the children begged me to stop at this little nursery off of Bunnell Road.
Green Acres is a nursery that is right smack dab in the middle of a residentual area. I love it. Its a family run business and we know the owners on a first name basis. They are the kind of people that you would think would own a family run nursery...down to earth, hard working, kind, personable. They have three children, two of which are girls who also work at the nursery and their children come with them...i have, through the years, seen their babies, sleeping in a pack and play in a tent. I know for a fact that they have been offered exorbiant amounts of money to sell the nursery and they choose not to.
Because Im trying to work on being more spontaneous (and then i can check it off my organized routined list of things to accopmlish...JK) I pulled in. Never mind that i didnt need a thing or even have any cash with me.
It turned out to be some of those "golden few moments." You know the kind...when even just for a few minutes all is right with the world.
It was about 5 30--just when the light is starting to turn and that golden yellow sunshine slants across the earth. The kids grabbed a wagon and took turns pulling eachother on the dirt paths through the plants. The owners' two yellow labs escorted them around the perimeter of the nursery. I could hear the children but not always see them and hearing them laugh and giggle was just precious! One of the dogs came to me with a ball in her mouth and that look that only dogs can have. We proceeded to play fetch for several minutes. It was just cool enough and shady enough and windy enough and perfect enough that I realized I was having one of those moments.
In the hub of life I know these types of moments get lost. Im so glad I didnt miss it. It truly feeds my soul. I think of it as a kiss from the Lord.
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I have those moments when driving back from Roswell where the traffic is terrible (kinda like Altamonte was) and I will be in a funk and will look up and off in the distance there are mountains, glorious mountains! I am awestruck by the beauty of it all. That's what I love about living up here - not much else but that. The stolen moments when the Lord shows me the grandness of His world that I forget to take time to look at. And then I remember to breathe! B
I love that nursery! The place is just beautiful. I just wish they sold pumpkins!! haha...
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