The past three days we woke to a slight dusting of snow on the ground. Clouds mystified the tops of the Sierra Nevadas only allowing glimpses of the accumulation of snow when the clouds would break, briefly cloaking the hills and our valley in sunshine. Somehow this immediate change in weather, sunny fall to windy winter, exhilarates me. I want to bundle up and get outside.
This morning, my family and I went to our local arboretum and tromped around in the brisk morning air. The downed leaves frozen, while patches of snow cover grass we rolled in last summer. In our exploration and morning walk, I collected a handful of acorns and tiny pine cones. The spirit of the approaching holiday season persuaded me to take these natural gifts home and use them in my house. I knew of a busted up and severely damaged holiday wreath in my garage and these goods would do very well in repairing the rejected berry wreath.
Once home, I hunted down my hot glue gone and got busy restoring this old wreath back to life. The wreath turned out marvelously and now hangs, chilled, against my front door.
Looking at this wreath I have such satisfaction in two things: One, that I collected these natural decorations during a moment of discovery with my family. This brings such joy to me, and looking upon these pine cones and the acorns glued to the red berry wreath, I think of those I love and the moments in a lifetime that matter most. Second, I was on the verge of throwing this dejected wreath away, adding to the waste already excessively produced by humans. By finding and creating a new purpose for this wreath, I have recycled and now have new interest in its use; in the joy it brings me.
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