I thought you might like a break from Paul pretending to pick his nose. The house is quiet. Christopher and Paul have taken Lydia to a friend’s and Eden is at her cousin’s. Jack has been sleeping on the floor beside me.
It has been raining off and on all day and I have been writing for a couple of hours.
A couple weeks ago I awoke early and happened to see two deer on the trail across the road. They were looking around and daintily nibbling branches. Eventually they jumped back into the brush. Watching them I noticed the way the light was shining on our hill. I grabbed a beach towel, the Bible, a notebook and pen, a thermos of coffee, a bowl of oatmeal and my camera. I had to make two trips, but it was worth it to sit on the hill, with the sun shining on my face.
A pot of Marinara sauce is bubbling on the stove.