SOLC Day 30: Gifts

March 2023 SOLC–Day 30
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Yesterday morning, after a rough night’s sleep/not sleep, I woke to a gift. In my Inbox was a poem from the poet, Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer. I don’t subscribe to many daily e-mails, because I simply can’t keep up, but this is one I read regularly. Rosemerry writes and shares a poem each day. Today’s began like this:

“No matter the day is already planned
to the minute. No matter how pressing
the deadline, the must do, the should.
It takes only a second to look out the window.”

I am blessed with many windows in my home and lovely views of green and gardens. I spend lots of time watching the birds, spying deer, watching the seasons unfold in the foliage. I can look through my car windows as I drive to school on winding country roads through rolling fields and beside and over a river each day. I truly am thankful every single day for living in the midst of such beauty.

Still, when times are busy and so much is compacted into a day, I so often forget to look in any sort of meaningful way. The reminder that It takes only a second to look out the window is an important one for me.

Her final verse begins, “How quickly the known world cants toward awe
when wonder slips in…”

This is one reason I love her poetry. She is deeply attuned to the powerful, positive impact of the natural world and nudges me to be so as well.

I thought of her words as I drove to work yesterday, and tried to be more mindful of the beauty that surrounded me. I parked in the early morning empty parking lot at school, and my mind turned to the bird feeders I’d so optimistically placed outside my new classroom window in the fall. How winter’s forces had pulled the pole to the ground. How, in the daily rush to getreadygetmoredonegettothatnextthingonthelist, I’d not taken the time to fix it. Week after week after week.

Today, with Rosemerry’s poem in mind, I dropped off my bags in my classroom, and walked immediately out the end door and around the building. I carefully hoisted the metal pole and repositioned it, straightening the feeders and putting in the last of the bird seed. Then I returned to my race of a day. As the hours passed, every so often I glanced out at the feeders, but nothing stirred.

At about 5 pm, after a staff meeting, the finish line still wasn’t as close as I would have liked. I sat down to begin writing sub plans for this morning, when I have to attend a district meeting. I was tired, and let’s just say my mood wasn’t serene.

A flash of color and movement caught my eye, and I glanced up and out the window. Perched on the platform feeder was a male bluebird. The late afternoon sunlight sparked all his brilliant blue and russet brown into a dazzling glory. I leaned forward to admire, to watch as he hopped about, as he picked up a choice tidbit to eat, stopped, and seemed to cock his head at me. We regarded each other for a moment and then he resumed his seed foraging. I watched him for longer, admiring the intensity of his coloring, the sweet open look of his eyes, the inquisitive tilt of his head. Slowly, I felt some of the day’s accumulated stresses flow off my shoulders. Then I sat back down, settled into my work, a bit lighter, and thoroughly grateful for yet another gift in my day.

“How quickly the known world cants toward awe
when wonder slips in — wonder forged
not from epiphany or greatness
but from the barest instant of meeting what is real.”

Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer

Addendum: Not long after I posted this, I finally emerged from writing to notice that day had arrived while I wasn’t looking. The view had changed since yesterday with a faint dusting of fresh snow covering the garden. Again, movement caught my eye, and as I watched, three turkeys ambled out from beneath the apple tree. Slowly, they sauntered across the driveway and into the garden. One emitted a loud “Gobble Gobble Gobble” and then they all strode off down the driveway. And so the world “cants toward awe.”

It takes only a second to look out the window

16 thoughts on “SOLC Day 30: Gifts

  1. This is a beautiful post. Be sure to read Dawn’s who posted just after you did this morning. I’ll keep the reminder to take a second and look out the window close to my thoughts. It’s an important one. Your description of the bluebird brought him to life. Loved the little connection between the two of you.

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  2. cindaroo42 says:

    Ok, this is a good way for me to start the day as I feel like I’m just in the grind and not looking outside! I will say that’s the benefit of the runs I go on, but then again I’m still plugged into an audiobook and not fully in my surroundings. I love how you described not only the wildlife, but you “lean forward to admire it: through the window and you “spy on the deer.” It’s so good, Molly!

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    • mbhmaine says:

      I was going to tell you to look out your window, since I was pretty sure you could see my bird feeders. So glad you discovered that on your own. The blue birds were there again yesterday 🙂


  3. lynnedorfman says:

    When I first started doing presentations about writing, I often used a picture book titled Right Outside My Window by Mary Ann Hoberman. I often asked students to write about what they saw right outside their window. I held writers’ cafes at school where students took their notebooks outside and chose something to observe from 3 different vantage points. Then they sketched and wrote. I love your post. A great reminder for writers – for anyone!

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    • mbhmaine says:

      I’ll have to check out that Mary Ann Hoberman book. It’s amazing how often I can find inspiration outside my window if I just take time to look.


  4. aggiekesler says:

    What a wonderful reminder to stop and look around, rather than focus on work so much. I need to be reminded of this for sure. Thank you for taking us on the journey of your day and for the lovely reminder!

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    • mbhmaine says:

      It’s so easy to get lost in the whirlwind of a school day and all that entails. I remind myself over and over to s-l-o-w down. Someday perhaps it will become a more ingrained habit.

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  5. Greg&Linda says:

    Thank you for this reminder. It is easier to stare ahead as we go about our day – easier, but not necessarily better!

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  6. What a beautiful invitation to take a moment to look out the window. I love where this invitation took you. That brief moment amidst a busy day.

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  7. kd0602 says:

    Oh wow…that poem… “How quickly the known world cants toward awe
    when wonder slips in — wonder forged
    not from epiphany or greatness
    but from the barest instant of meeting what is real.” I don’t know if my windows have that same kind of awe to offer, but I will keep my eyes open.

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    • mbhmaine says:

      Isn’t it a wonderful poem? Her daily poems are such a gift. She writes a lot about finding beauty/joy in the midst of dark places. I just love how she uses the word “cants” here.


  8. Thank you for the poem. So true and comforting.


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