Undressing THE121

As I look out my window, the sun shines through the new greenery filled landscape and I can no longer see my neighbors house.

There’s a slight breeze with birds chirping and more cars than usual driving by.

Spring.

With the change of seasons, THE121 reminds me, she too, needs changed.

As with all houses, maintenance is important. The longer I have lived at Teaberry Acres, the more rhythmic the seasons seem to become.

Every fall and spring THE121 gets “undressed.”

She wears a beautiful handcrafted skirt year round that serves several purposes. Part of her bi-annual maintenance is to take the skirt off, put up or take down the insulation and in the spring spray for bugs under and around.

She also gets a thorough “once over and under.” I open my eyes and notice. Has she changed? Is she ok? What needs attention?

In all actuality, THE121’s rhythm is similar to the rhythm of my life.

With changing seasons, I too change. Usually quarterly, I inventory my life. I take off the blinders by inviting others in. What has changed? What needs to change? What needs attention?

THE121’s batteries needed attention. Turns out batteries get thirsty. She gets a drink to sustain longer life.

This beautiful spring day I put on my muck boots to undress and redress. I breathe deep with a heart of gratitude for the shelter HE has given me. For the spring breeze through the acres as the sun shines down through the trees.

Rhythm.