“…You have always been here. The world is all forgetting, and the heart is a rage of directions, but your name unifies the heart, and the world is lifted into its place. Blessed is the one who waits in the traveler’s heart for his turning.”

~ Leonard Cohen, Poem #50, from “The Book of Mercy.”

 

Do you ever have those days that no matter how fast you go, the slower you get? A pretty April morning seemed a perfect time to hose down the front porch, mop the back deck, and scrub off dirt, mildew, moss and pollen from boards.

Over winter, things get grungy outside this old house and beg for a spring cleaning. Well, the more I scrubbed and mopped, the more I’d see to do: getting side-tracked with moving porch ferns out of the basement, scraping flaking porch steps, hauling the water hose around.

Moss may not grow on a rolling stone, but it sure can grow around mountain houses! Every time I put the mop and hose down, I’d spy another area to scrub. Finally, I called a truce, hung up the dripping mop, and declared to River dog I was done in. There’s more to be done, but I’ll try not to look!

Saluda School notes: Box-top collection containers are located in the Saluda Public Library, Saluda Post Office, and Saluda Elementary School Office. This is an easy way for us to help our school!

There will be a free workshop on “The Saluda Style of Architecture” on April 12, 10:30 a.m. at Saluda Library.