Saturday Miscellany

The weeks drag, and the weeks fly. I don't know how that happens, but it does on a regular basis. This week, there were sweet evenings together, meals eaten, flags retired, and even date night.

Today the sun was out. The daffodils are bursting and even the peach tree is starting to flower. Mom and Dad spend most of their days now in the garden and yard, wearing themselves out but loving every second of earth and sun.

 

This week is like any other week, filled with unexpected invitations, precious conversations, cat poop on the floor, dirty dishes, baskets filled with clean but unfolded laundry, late night Facebook conversations, coffee, endless chauffeuring of children, angst, joy, indefinable yearnings, leaky sink, carpet beneath my feet, irritations, eye rolling, dog hair, touching base with friends, and pure, unadulterated gratitude of magnificent proportions.

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