Friday, June 22, 2007

The Days of Wine and Roses

Yesterday...a day full of non-working technology. The end of the working day rushes up to greet me and I'm running late to pick up Kidlet.

I walk outside. Warm breeze, golden sun. A butterfly twirls about me. First Day of Summer.
I catch my breath for a moment. My race to the car slows a little.

I'd like to say I was able to continue with that feeling that started to melt my tensions away but after I picked up Kidlet, there was still a lot of the hustle 'n bustle left in me. But I was able to recapture it in tiny moments: sipping (gulping, just kidding) down rose at dinner while I watched Kidlet play with the bearded babies (since she ate so much bread in the car on the way home from the store, she couldn't eat dinner, just a popsicle...but I digress), deadheading the roses, crawling into bed earlier than I should (as I should be studying for my test) just to read my book. There was one other little bit of summer first summer swap postcard! I'll post it in a separate post, after I get to scan it.

Here's to hoping all of our summers are less about the hustle 'n bustle and more about the butterfly.


Anonymous said...

I wish I could be there with you.

It's really nice to read it here. I'll go sit out there tonight after work and pretend I'm with you guys.


Ani said...

We miss you too Boo! So. Dang. Much.



madre adoptiva said...

So nice that you thought to stop and smell (gulp) the roses. Reading that line about Kidlet eating bread in the car brought me right back to when she was smaller (saying single words still) and would immediately start saying "bread, bread" the moment she saw her daddy at the door to pick her up.

Cathy said...

Ani --

I am a fellow postcard swapper and Renoite too. Your roses are gorgeous. I wish mine looked that good. Come by and check out my blog sometime: