Monday, March 16, 2009


All the sheets washed and then hung on the line to dry in the sweet outdoor air and sunshine.

Windows open.

Bikes taken out of storage so that we could ride to chapel this afternoon instead of driving the car.

People bustin' on out of their homes, walking, jogging, biking, hanging clothes on their clotheslines.

Sitting on the deck --with nary a coat or blanket-- for Maggie's literature read-aloud today.

1 comment:

  1. It's wonderful, isn't it? A balm for the soul.