Patience, Grasshopper

Another thing this pandemic has taught some of us? 

Patience.

We were all on hyperdrive seventy days ago. Work, church, school, lessons, clubs, dining out, vacations to schedule, family visits to make, shopping runs, gas fill ups, oil changes, clothes to buy.

Now, we’re not.

Working from home, some of us not working at all.

Not able to go to church, at least in the physical sense of the word. 

Kids homeschooled. All of them. All the time. 

No dining out, at least not in the same way it was just three months ago.

No unnecessary travel. 

Filling up with gas every two weeks, three, once a month?

Family visits by FaceTime. 

Nobody buying dress clothes anymore, as Zoom meetings require nothing more than shorts or sweatpants. 

Over the last few weeks, I have learned to be a little more patient. What has it gained me?

I have made friends with the most wonderful little fellow, a ruby throated hummingbird that loves the salvia by our front porch, in front of our rocking chairs. Before this week, I had never been as close as one foot to a hummingbird. Now, I have. 

I got up early and went into the kitchen to make coffee on one of those mornings that I didn’t really have to. I looked out the kitchen window and saw an Eastern box turtle under the bird feeder. He (she?) seemed to relish the coolness of the pine straw that had just been hit by the sprinklers minutes before. I watched the turtle walk off down the straw bed, a little faster than I thought he would! 

I have been able to watch at least two doves on the nest on the brick wall by our courtyard, sitting stock still over several weeks, never moving, always watching, never being startled by our comings and goings. 

The pandemic has changed our lives in many ways. If we let it, it can make us sad, disillusioned and irritable. If we practice a little patience, we may just see some things that we never even knew were there. 

3 thoughts on “Patience, Grasshopper

  1. Greg, a good message to look around and see the beauty in our own backyards. I’ve noticed the birds visiting more. But, most of all I’ve noticed the quiet and peacefulness in the neighborhood. Granted there are many retired people on my street, and I’m retired, a writer and an introvert. So, I stay home most of the time. And patience for me is in restructuring a finished manuscript while working through the long House To Do List. I want both done, yesterday. 🤣🙄 Christine

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