It's 7:20 and I'm pretending it's not a Sunday evening. It's not so hard to do. Pour yourself a gin and fizzy beverage. Mix up some guacamole. Take a walk with your friend through the neighborhood. Enjoy the sun.
Monday means back to work, new assignments due, responsibilities that can't be ignored. But, for just a few splendid minutes this evening there were none of those. No chaos. No frustration. No angst. Just the sun and the garden and me. Happy.
The honeybees are so happy, buzzing about the poppies. They emerge with the deepest, black pollen sacks. It makes one appreciate the complexity of these flowers even more. |
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