This has been kind of a hard week. Not because of anything in particular, but a lot of things combined. Sophie's been sick (AGAIN!), I didn't feel well all week, work has been difficult, and personal relationships strained and frustrating. Our lawn mower was stolen last year, and our current one wouldn't cut butter. We now have the longest grass on the block, and have borrowed our neighbor's mower more often than is neighborly.
The weather all week has been cold and my allergies have been killing me. Advil and Loratadine are doing nothing for my sinus headache. Still, yesterday was 76 degrees and sunny. My day off, to boot. So Sophie and I walked to the park down the street from our house.
We met trees
and marveled at their size
and I came home, reminded to be thankful for things.
Like popcorn and ice cream for supper
and mornings that end in jam covered faces.
Ah yes, the world IS a beautiful place to be born into.