Now that my son is seventeen-months-old and walking (running!); we are really using our backyard. We live in sunny Miami, so as long as it isn’t raining, we are out there nearly every day—normally in the late afternoon when the yard is in partial shade to avoid the sun. With him safely fenced in, I can relax a little and let him explore, get dirty and make a mess of anything he chooses.
Out there today, I found myself mentally taking notes about the yard and what needed fixing.
“The plants are overgrown, and the grass needs a trim. We could use some new outdoor furniture and some better looking planters. The vegetable planter needs to be moved because the Swiss chard isn’t getting enough light…the spider webs are out of hand and this stuff needs to be straightened up. That paint on the porch needs a touch up…”
My mind went on and on. Then I noticed the slanting rays from the sun and how beautiful they looked. I grabbed my camera and changed my focus.
Walking around the backyard and looking through the lens, I saw how the overgrown grass and plants looked a little wild, the spiders webs caught the light and sparkled; their bodies like colorful painted armor…and look at all those bugs they were catching!
My old planters where crusted with moss and the cracks and weeds were a little charming. If you didn’t look too close, the furniture wasn’t so bad. My son sure didn’t care.
I watched him squeal in delight as he ran in the soft overgrown grass, and threw sand out of his sandbox. I looked up and saw the clear sky and felt the soft, warm breeze. I listened to the sound of parrots in the trees and was thankful.
Someday I’ll get around to fixing up the back yard. It will be well-manicured and everything maintained and in its’ place, but not today. Today we will enjoy it. I’ll enjoy spending time with my son and we will laugh and run and squeal and make messes. We will make memories because he’s growing so fast and he’s not going to be my baby boy much longer.