Sun on a Saturday afternoon. Chores ahead of schedule. No place in particular to be.
The planets aligned for me over the weekend and I could tick all of the above.
And guess what I did with myself? I popped out the back door into the garden and raked the lawn in my red gumboots, saggy mum jeans and diamond knit scarf. I almost waltzed with the rake the sun felt so good. Actually, why didn't I? I was in the privacy of my own backyard, after all.
It had been a grey and soggy week leading up to Saturday. Work had been crazy. My usual smooth(ish) juggling act of keeping the balls of parenting, adulting, school, work, downtime aloft had slipped. I'm this close to a week off with its mixed emotions of frantically tying up loose ends before saying 'ciao for now' while knowing that I'll miss all of this while I'm away.
So much going on and seemingly no simple way of finding calm in its midst.
Then along came the sun.
There's alot to be said for living completely in simple but good moments like this.

The planets aligned for me over the weekend and I could tick all of the above.
And guess what I did with myself? I popped out the back door into the garden and raked the lawn in my red gumboots, saggy mum jeans and diamond knit scarf. I almost waltzed with the rake the sun felt so good. Actually, why didn't I? I was in the privacy of my own backyard, after all.
It had been a grey and soggy week leading up to Saturday. Work had been crazy. My usual smooth(ish) juggling act of keeping the balls of parenting, adulting, school, work, downtime aloft had slipped. I'm this close to a week off with its mixed emotions of frantically tying up loose ends before saying 'ciao for now' while knowing that I'll miss all of this while I'm away.
So much going on and seemingly no simple way of finding calm in its midst.
Then along came the sun.
There's alot to be said for living completely in simple but good moments like this.
