Friday Morning in Photos

It has been a lazy sort of summer morning...the air is warm and heavy, just the kind of day you imagine as part of a scene from somewhere in the south, large porch, old worn rocking chairs or a swing suspended from a porch beam. Ladies fanning themselves, sipping some iced tea, maybe with a sprig of mint on top. Sounds good actually. I however had mud boots on, old clothes and rambled around doing chores at a snails pace. Too much to see around me to go fast. Took clothes off the line, they were hung up late in the afternoon yesterday so they danced about all night long on the line. Picked tomatoes, and actually thought, "I hope there aren't too many more ripe right now" which didn't sound too grateful did it ?

I checked the pecan tree and the fig tree to see the fruit and nuts growing. I played with the goats, watered some flowers, forgot about breakfast and simply just wandered around admiring the handiwork of God. I like this slow and easy pace we have worked out for our life. It suits us. Leaves us time for love notes and holding hands. Sharing meals with our grown children and grand-babies without all the stress I hear about from other folks. Looking at the world around us and seeing the beauty of it.