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.