The weekend. Time for play and relaxation and reconnection. Time for what really matters...
A quiet weekend here,
the whole crew is fighting off a cold with
tissues and time on the couch.
The rain has moved in, but flowers and tomatoes are still filling the garden,
and the farmer's market is full of pumpkins and dixieland jazz.
Book club with a new group
lots of laughs, great talk, ok bookThe boys making apple cider and apple pie
Luke refusing to go to his religious ed.
Sweater is blocking,
lawn is mown.
School work needs to be finished before bed...
I'd better get to it.