Sunday

Such a day. After several weeks of frenzy, sniffles, political drama, I look to this weekend, this Sunday, as giving me an opportunity to regroup, as they say. To find my center. To shake the last sniffle. To move forward.

The weather is most uncooperative for this effort. I limit my outdoor time to moving back and forth between farmhouse and barn.






Breakfast is again very late. So much so, that Ed actually eats something out of hunger, rather than because I called him down for the morning meal.





He and I are definitely not on the same ship today. He's off helping some maker guys install a furnace, I'm cleaning and cooking and taking care of chickens.

In the evening, the young family comes for dinner. Hi, Sparrow!











There is time for some playful stuff after. I'm not sure this is a good thing going forward, but Snowdrop has learned to use my camera and she is giddy with joy when I let her take pictures with it.






I wont post her work here, but it is delightful. The world, as seen through the eyes of a child.

And so we wrap up one week and move on to the next. I'm looking forward to it. I hope you are as well!