Hummingbirds coming to the feeder on the deck in the early morning.
Dry laundry brought in from the line outside- stiff and reminding me of childhood.
Listening to old recordings of Matt and Zack playing songs together.
Having time just to sit and be.
12 miles on the bike-path, almost to Elyria.
Responses to my church profile from places near and far
The sounds of Cardinals’ ecstatic chirping from the grapevines on the deck
Dahlias- so beautiful and a gift from Tom McClements
Looking forward to the River’s Edge silent retreat I begin on Thursday
Quiet evenings, computer and knitting and books
The quiet purrrrr of Jub Jub, next to me on the couch
Grandkids who never cease to amaze me