Hitting the Pause button…
My kitchen table
Bare feet
Perfect for sitting and thinking
Door open to the back garden
Slight breeze from outside
Slow whirling fan on the other side
How blessed
Washing on line showing off its drying flip flying dance
I can just sit and ponder
At nature, even in a small suburban back yard
Dreaming of the country
There is nothing earth shattering here
Just peace and contentment
Clean and fresh scented sheets for this evening
Now a battered straw hat by my feet
A garden inspected and watered
New growth shooting forth from recently planted hedging
Mud dauber wasps with their dangling long legs
Searching for that perfect bit of mud and soil
Ponderously flying like a water laden fire fighting plane
In orange and black hues
Beware they say to me
Thinking back
Where have the years gone
Our very first experience of grandparent hood
Joy and adventure
Seventeen years and a few days
The birth of our first granchild, Renee
A new era
Precious
All of them
Family
My five minutes of contentment on this day
Enjoyed doubly by writing
Hoping you too found a moment to pause.
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