Sunday Evening
I told him to look manly. He said, "Don't I always?"
We smacked mosquitoes.
And pointed at birds.
Inspected the lettuce...
and the blooming peas.
Ventured into the golden wheat field at dusk.
(My mother would have put the sun at the tip of my nose, like Rudolph.
She did, in fact, do that once.
But mercifully, my husband did not.)
And called it a lovely evening indeed.
We smacked mosquitoes.
And pointed at birds.
Inspected the lettuce...
and the blooming peas.
Ventured into the golden wheat field at dusk.
(My mother would have put the sun at the tip of my nose, like Rudolph.
She did, in fact, do that once.
But mercifully, my husband did not.)
And called it a lovely evening indeed.
Great pictures!!!
ReplyDeleteI would like to share Janel, that I am so blessed to have found your space.
ReplyDeleteYour freshness and love for your home and for your family has been such a balm to me this day.
Thank you for sharing....
Maria
Enjoyed the photos!
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