In the morning there are things to be done – meetings to attend, groceries to buy, errands to run. But by afternoon, I have given up all pretense of accomplishing anything for the day. In the afternoons, we can just be.
We can take time to notice how big the fig tree has gotten . . .
and that the jasmine has finally gotten tiny little buds!
This afternoon Lola Gray practiced her tying skills . . .
OK, it would have been better if she hadn’t been pulling up blades of the newly replanted monkey grass . . .
But I thought her decorations were beautiful.
In the afternoon we can chase the chickens . . .
We can be silly and play games . . .
We can end the day with dinner by candlelight, thanks to this beautiful early Mother’s Day gift from Lola Gray. The photo doesn’t do it justice – Raymond took the camera to school with him today so I had to rely on the trusty iPhone . . .
Bedtime always comes too soon. I get jealous listening to the neighborhood kids playing outside after my guys are soundly asleep. I’m ready for summer, when we won’t have to get up early in the morning so we can stay up late at night. I want to be able to hold on to these lazy afternoons forever . . .