Sunday Afternoon

I love this house. It is small, and we are crowded, true. But though it gets messy quickly, it cleans up quickly as well.

I'm sitting on the sofa watching the afternoon pass through our back patio. A pleasant breeze blows through the house from back to front, and I hear a few birds calling outside. I also hear the freeway, perhaps a mile from us, but muted into background noise. Even the parakeets have fallen asleep in a late afternoon nap.

Rob and the kids have gone to visit their grandfather, leaving me at home to continue resting and recovering from this cough. I'm glad to have the house to myself, and equally glad to know they will be home before long. A very balanced day.