This year I noticed my birthday gifts from the eyes (and fingertips) of a fiber artist/Waldorf Kindergarten teacher. I got perfect surprises from my family. And this morning as I empty the gift bag that carried everything home from the farm to table/locally sourced restaurant, I just stopped and smiled at a job well done. Smiling and realizing how well my family knows me. All the beauty of my gifts speaking from the natural world. A silk and cashmere scarf. 100% cotton sheets from Garnet Hill (my favorite sheets). A beeswax candle. A vanilla and vertiver candle. Turquoise earrings. Pineapple coconut cream pie from The Whole Pie in lieu of a birthday cake. Things with real ingredients. Things I love. My heart is full.
And yes, now I have beautiful things to hold and touch and smell and use which is so exciting. A belly full of real food that nourishes me. But I also have this knowing in my soul that my children have been listening all these years. And with the final stop in Armstrong Woods on our way home, I snapped this photo of Mare. Beautiful little Babe in the Woods, the youngest of the crew right now (who did NOT want to get into the car to go back home), and I felt a deep knowing, a deep trust, that my love-of-the-natural-world legacy will carry on. And a birthday wish came true! This was a perfect birthday...and I count my blessings.