My day will be my own today while the kids are at work and Don is off doing genealogy research. I will have busy at-home time for myself and am feeling peaceful and still as I sit on the balcony with my morning coffee.
There is laundry to do, dishes to unload from the dishwasher and then more dishes to load in. I have one more fabric strip to attach to the top side of baby's quilt and a book to finish (The Wind in the Door). Photos need to be edited. Text needs to be written. There is dinner to plan and prepare.
But. First.
There is the pleasure of enjoying this rainy morning with Blessed Mother, Queen of My Hearth. Heart, yes, but also Hearth. There are birds to feed and prayer to offer to God in gratitude for another day.
Sitting on the balcony invites quiet scrutiny of the world just beneath me. A neighbor drives his trash over to the collection area, another neighbor steps out on the patio and has her first smoke of the day. And another car drives by with a trash bag balanced on trunk. Clearly, this person does not want the scent of trash in the car. AT ALL. It was sort of funny, actually.
A four year old bounces out the front door, mom not far behind. He waits expectantly by the car door as mom ambles forward to join him. Another boy, this one maybe 12, walks in a mood of close companionship with his mother to where, I wonder. Their car is still in the parking space. Perhaps dad is using it later. Car sharing is something I know a lot about. Which brings me back to today and things to do. Don will be gone, I will be without a car and I don't mind AT ALL.
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