Saturday morning laziness, isn’t it good? Saturday used to be the busiest day of the week for me when my kids were little. I had to take them to sports classes and camps, we had our weekly library visit, and I had to go grocery shopping, and plan the snacks for them to take to school the following week…
Now the kids aren’t kids anymore, young adults taking care of their own schedules. I’m enjoying the slow sipping of my coffee, writing, blogging and thinking about what I should do to enjoy this day. Of course, I still need to do grocery shopping, cook, do laundry and clean the house, but everything on my own time. No pressure!
Hubby found this feather in the backyard and saved it for me. Simple pleasures along the way. I took this photo yesterday, the pages are prettier than today’s where I have more scribbles than nice handwriting.
“Once she stopped rushing through life, she was amazed how much more life she had time for.”unknown