I think, on Sundays, the only real peace I get is after I've gotten to church and gotten Jet to Sunday school and/or after I've made the first three pots of coffee for the parents of church school goers or the adult program folks.
I usually bring my knitting and I sit in the sunshine in the area that's used for the coffee/fellowship hour and one wall is all windows out to the garden. I can see the roses from there, and the stained glass upper windows turn all the light into rainbows on the floor. I sit in the row of seats in the sunlight, and I get out my knitting, and then I hear the choir as they practice for the service. They're quite a good choir. Good enough I can just close my eyes, knit, and enjoy the peace for a while.
( Details of a VERY busy Sunday. )
My day, today, with Jet was great. We had a blast, and I took it really easy and just enjoyed it all with him.
( Fun in detail. )
I usually bring my knitting and I sit in the sunshine in the area that's used for the coffee/fellowship hour and one wall is all windows out to the garden. I can see the roses from there, and the stained glass upper windows turn all the light into rainbows on the floor. I sit in the row of seats in the sunlight, and I get out my knitting, and then I hear the choir as they practice for the service. They're quite a good choir. Good enough I can just close my eyes, knit, and enjoy the peace for a while.
( Details of a VERY busy Sunday. )
My day, today, with Jet was great. We had a blast, and I took it really easy and just enjoyed it all with him.
( Fun in detail. )