Sit a Spell
|seen from the boat as we headed home last Sunday afternoon|
Four o'clock in the afternoon. Just home from school. Long slants of light filter through the trees outside my window. A few birds flit here and there in the bare branches. Darkness is near.
I have my feet up, a cup of tea beside me. The fire flickers. Time for a little break before moving on to dinner preparations (just leftovers tonight).
Thinking ahead to the weekend: municipal election tomorrow, some house cleaning and cooking, time with one grandchild tonight and two on Sunday night, giving parents time off.
For now, I'll sip my tea and read a chapter or two of a P.D. James mystery.
Looking forward to catching up with my favourite blogs over the weekend. What are your plans?