Evening sun

Here I am sitting in my front yard on a beautiful Sunday evening. The cat is on my lap, my dog is sniffing around and the birds are backed up by the tree frogs and occasional car passing in the distance. Summertime symphony at it’s best.

It is a time of quite contemplation and reflection. Taking in the joys of not having to do anything, and for me those times are few and far between. Oh there are things I could do. Possibly more productive than sitting on a bench in the front yard with a cat in my lap, although that is far preferable to him trying to sit on my shoulder. Or head.

The evening brings peace, something I realise I have been struggling with of late. It has been a wonderful weekend. I have spent time with friends, time with my church family, time in quite. Heck I even took a nap.

As wonderful as this is , as with all good things, it must come to an end. My leg is asleep and the dog want to play. It was cold while it lasted. 


About wyldewoody

I am a scholar and a preacher. I am a father, husband and friend. I have served my country and cussed my government and will continue to do both. I enjoy writing and you never know what you might find here in my posts. I will write about everything from my biblical opinion to scientific musings potentially bad stories to editorials about public policy and international affairs. I suppose that is blogging in general, if you like it great, if you don’t go somewhere else, if you disagree with me, great I love a good discussion. Hell might just find me ranting to the shadows in the corner. Kinda like I think I am doing now. And if my punctuation irritates you, that makes me happy.

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