Just beyond the screen rain is falling. A comfortable breeze welcomes me onto the back porch this last Friday of 2018.
See that phone? It’s been on my mind for a while now. That was actually one of the phones I used at our last home. I bought it at an auction, took it home, and wired it up. It worked perfectly. I’ve always liked old rotary dial phones. They’re heavy and solid.
Communication technology is seemingly light years ahead now. We send and receive calls, texts and more from almost anywhere, and I do believe that’s a good thing overall. But, there’s more than convenience in communicating. The weight of this old phone is a reminder of how important and wonderful it is ~and always has been~ to hear the voice of someone we care about, someone we love.
The list of voices I would love hearing on the other end of the line is a long one. Some are still here, alive and able to answer, but not all.
As the wind shifts, the aromas of rosemary and coffee blend together, like a sweet morning incense. Beyond the screen a few birds and squirrels have started chirping and chattering as the rain softens.
Perhaps this scene, with the scents on the breeze, the songs from the trees, and the weight of this phone is just the reminder needed today to stop moving for more than a few minutes and focus on those important connections while there’s still time.
“You know the phone works both ways”. Quote from my mom, many, many times while she was still on this earth.
Peace to you all.