April can be a trying month; the weather is iffy, even in Texas. Taxes are due. You plant basil, knowing it will fry by July. But this month I’ve been startled by little things, which we’ve been told, is the point of it all:
- The five year-old foster child at the Helping Hand Home with a scar across his cheek who advises me to dye my hair. You won’t look so old, he says. Helpful if you’re taking yourself too seriously.
- Kate Murphy’s Download column on Sanjit Roy: “Listening: I’m listening to the bulbus in my garden, which sit as a pair on the bougainvillea tree during lunchtime. They are black with red fringe on the forehead.”
- The fellow who wanders out of the hedge of a neighboring house and hands me a bouquet of yellow and red-tipped white roses as I’m walking the dog. “I was going to throw them away,” he says. Can’t get better than this.
- The somewhat monolithic mid-century modern house, built in what used to be a modest neighborhood, with a huge stained glass image of St. George and the Dragon in the second-story window. I’ve been walking by that window for a year and just figured it out. Who would have thought?
- My friend Anne Fish’s talk, in Spanish, as a volunteer, to 600 residents in one of Austin’s poorest neighborhoods on developing habits to keep healthy, based on her personal story of losing 60 pounds. Indomitable and inspirational.
Pay attention. It’s an amazing world out there.