My arms were almost elbow deep in dishwater suds. Â “Why do I have to do this when I have a dishwasher?” I wondered. Â Nonetheless, scrubbing the non-dishwater friendly object gave me a moment to appreciate all theÂ items that do go in the dishwater, and a chance to gaze outside the window on a busy day. Â It was Â sunny, windy, and a touch humid. Â The yard looked lush and a smidge unruly. Â AÂ particularly tall… plant?…rogue suckerÂ stem?…weed?…growing a little crazy near a fence caught my eye.
I’d planted a honeysuckle vine there years ago, and as it grew in its robustÂ and untamed tendency our dog was rewarded with a bit of shade. Â But what was that thing growing from the midst of it thatÂ was so oddly tall?
Drying my hands…and arms…of suds, I went outside. Â To my delight I discovered two honeysuckleÂ vines Â intertwined and in that mode had reached impressive heights. Â One vine would not have been strong enough to reach for the sky and stars. Â But two vines with similar goals supported each other in an upward climb. Â “Midlife women should be like the vines,” I thought. “Just think of what we could accomplish if we supported each other and rose above the pettiness of aging we buy into.”
Once again nature offered a valuable lesson on living. Â It was “de-vine,” and the best part of my day. What examples of better living do you find in nature? Please share!