Bad things happen in threes, apparently. There were The Three Musketeers. And the Father, Son and Holy Ghost.The phases of life are past, present and future. One, two and three.
Body. Mind. Spirit.
Faith. Hope. Charity.
Animal. Vegetable. Mineral.
Three primary colours.
Three phases of the moon.
See, this is what I end up thinking about when no one is around to distract me.
Right now, I am thinking of the three things I'm most interested in.
First, my window garden:
I know it doesn't look like anything other than a bunch of carrot tops, but that's not the case. Some garlic and beets have also sprouted there. For some, this isn't awing or inspiring. For me, it is. Not only do I look at these living, sprouting, growing things every day and am amazed by it, but I'm also overjoyed to be blessed enough to witness something have new life. These are things I bought to consume. Carrot tops people throw out, beet ends people don't eat, a rotten old garlic. Plunk it in water and -bazaam-new life. It astounds and warms me.
So far my sidekick hasn't complained about how many carrot tops are growing on the sill. And so operations 'see how many carrot tops I can sprout' is underway.
Secondly, found treasures:
And last, or thirdly, natures reclaiming things:
I'm not sure what this used to be, but nature is taking it back. Moss covers the foundation of the structure and trees poke through it. I consider it to be some sort of little fort, but Cumberland, the place in which I live, used to be an old mining town, so I imagine this is some sort of mining plant or station.
And I often see tractors and cars, rusted out at the side of the rode, overtaken by the woods and flora. It makes me happy to see this. Like it doesn't matter that we are here now, eventually our homes and cars and precious belongings will be a part of nature again.
Here is a bed of a truck someone left behind:
And a vintage car completely covered in moss and grass:
So, what are some of the things piquing your interest these days?