Sunday

I expect to be tired the day after a vaccine booster and I am indeed tired today. Ed asks if I want to go out to the Brooklyn Wildlife Area and help collect seeds from the prairie. I want to say -- only if it involves sitting down. 

In the end neither Ed nor I go anywhere. He says it's a boring outing without me. I'm glad I add excitement to prairie seed picking, but honestly, we have plenty to do at the farmette. House cleaning. Laundry. Weeds. Repotting the rosemary. Thrilling stuff, right at home!

(Is this the very last lily of the year? Maybe...)

All this activity comes after breakfast of course.

And after attending to these essential details of daily life, I am spent. Couch time never looked so good!

(looking out at our crab apple: soon it will be golden...)

And in the evening the young family comes here for dinner. 

(Loyal to her tree...)

("A fenced off area? What, don't you trust me?")

(Sweet moment of playing the xylophone; a few minutes later, he manages to disassemble the keys and eat one of the screw pads...)

It'll be the last time the seven of us have a meal together for many many weeks! In the coming month, one of us will always be gone, so we'll have to plan around these comings and goings. But today, we are at the kitchen table all in a complete set and of course it is wonderful.

Late evening: under the quilt, on the couch. Beautiful time to exhale and set the mind onto the week before us. 

With hope and love...