Monday, February 03, 2014

          It was a beautiful crisp morning and the sights and sounds took me back to summers in Idaho.  It is such a beehive of activity here on Mondays when there are no patrons and service people clean and clip and cultivate all day.  Birds were singing, lawnmowers were humming, and the street cleaners were brushing away.

          My favorite days at home when children were growing up were those that were the busiest.  I loved it when two kids were pushing lawn mowers--for hours, a younger child swept sidewalks, music from piano practice floated through open windows, children knelt in the garden rows tearing away at weeds in the strawberries, corn, potatoes, carrots, etc., and our home-grown habitat provided for a chorus of early morning birdsong.  The list goes on, but it was fun to be reminded of those “good old days” and reminisce.   

           There was time to play the piano today and plenty of study time since we didn't need groceries.  We go back to the morning schedule again starting tomorrow.