When I was young, Sunday was a busy day. Church for half the day, then, lunch out with family, home for a bit then some kind of prep chores for the coming week. Now, Sundays are truly a day of rest. Quiet mornings, TV with the boys, maybe brunch and nap time.
My thoughts are often of nature, reflection on the purposes of life and conversations about such with two four year olds.
The sewing machine sits quietly waiting for me to ask it to work again, but, not today.
Happy Rest day,
Teri
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