It's mid-day. It's hot and sunny, and there is not a cloud in the sky. Butterflies are fluttering around the garden, gently alighting on my herb plants before taking to the skies. I can hear bird song, and the sounds of a distant garden party.
The Baron is asleep.
The dogs are sprawled on the floor, sleeping in pools of sunshine. I can feel Lila's hot breath on my foot, and the steady rise and fall of Zach's breathing against my leg. Zach is dreaming and gently whining in his sleep. Lila's ear is cocked in response, and she stirs.
The cats are snoozing in their favourite spots. Every now and then I can hear a little squabble as a sleeping cat is awoken by another seeking to swap places. I imagine by the time I go and check on them, all six will be laying in a heap on the spare bed. Paws, tails and heads entwined.
There is a book lying open in front of me, next to a cool glass of juice.
The peace is such that I am loathe to leave it.
I should go shopping. I ought to do some pruning in the garden. I need to put the washing away.
But I don't want to.
1 comment:
I remember the last time I felt that peace. It was during our long trip with our travel trailer, a few weeks ago.
We were at a state park in West Virginia and our trailer was situated so that our awning faced the forest.
I decided to sit in one of the chairs outside. I listened to the wind rustling the leaves of the tall, green trees in front of me. Yet-to-dry drops of rain pattered all around.
I was alone. DH had the kids. I thought I should be doing something, but I didn't leave the chair. I didn't want to.
Posted by: Evil | Saturday, 15 July 2006 at 16:59
Peace is a precious, rare commodity--I'm glad you're not squandering it!
Posted by: Kimmer | Sunday, 16 July 2006 at 12:54
Ahhh...I hope that peaceful feeling has carried on into the new week...
Posted by: kross-eyed kitty | Monday, 17 July 2006 at 23:49
Gotta love the peace and quiet while it lasts.
Posted by: Katie | Tuesday, 18 July 2006 at 01:05
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