Soak up the sun
It is 70 degrees here in my little town in Ohio.
My kids and I sat outside for 4 hours. The baby took a nap with his favorite blanket and his bottle, and his Dorothy the dinosaur, his little socked feet hanging out of the stroller.
My daughter kept singing some song about "I don't know what the blue birds sing..."
some concotion she made up, but it was cute. Her chubby little cheeks were pink and fresh and her saucer eyes of brown were sparkly. Not sick and dark circled.
My oldest son kept running back and forth. Out of breath and laughing at nothing. He would stop to take a drink of his bottled water and then run off again chasing a squirrel or a chipmunk. He wasn't crying and fighting me because of his own confusion or frustration.
They played, without eating each other's flesh. They laughed, with each other and not at each other. And the most important thing is, I actually sat there and read some books on creative writing and creating character emotions. Something I have been trying to achieve for over 3 weeks.
The air smelled like grass and flowers and warm sun.
Yes siree... Spring has come.
My kids and I sat outside for 4 hours. The baby took a nap with his favorite blanket and his bottle, and his Dorothy the dinosaur, his little socked feet hanging out of the stroller.
My daughter kept singing some song about "I don't know what the blue birds sing..."
some concotion she made up, but it was cute. Her chubby little cheeks were pink and fresh and her saucer eyes of brown were sparkly. Not sick and dark circled.
My oldest son kept running back and forth. Out of breath and laughing at nothing. He would stop to take a drink of his bottled water and then run off again chasing a squirrel or a chipmunk. He wasn't crying and fighting me because of his own confusion or frustration.
They played, without eating each other's flesh. They laughed, with each other and not at each other. And the most important thing is, I actually sat there and read some books on creative writing and creating character emotions. Something I have been trying to achieve for over 3 weeks.
The air smelled like grass and flowers and warm sun.
Yes siree... Spring has come.
posted by Mari at
3:31 PM
6 Comments:
that sounds like a wonderful breather for you. good luck on the reading/writing.
tannia-sucia
Luuuuckyyyy. (Yeah, that was my attempt at a Napoleon impression)
thats beautiful
aww, i liked that very much, felt like iw as right there with ya.
that sounds so nice, it wasnt quit that warm here in jersey yestrday, but it was sunny and warmish, a nice chage form the 30 degree rain we;ve had...bleh!
be well mari!
A day with sunshine is a day without rain/sleet/hail/snow. Send sunshine Hoss's way. Only 58 in beautiful downtown Salem, Or.
I also live in Ohio, close to Cleveland.
Yes, it was very beautiful those two days and today outside it is a slushy snowstorm. How can that happen in a matter of 3 days?? Crazy weather!
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