a content slobbering dog
It's one of those rare times when, aside from Miss Kitty Fantastico (aka Mara), I have the whole house to myself. The temperature outside is still cool enough to have the windows open and let the breeze flow through the rooms. When it reaches the porch it occasionally plays with the wind chime I bought some years ago out at Ren fest. It's got some beautiful low tones that just trail on for awhile.
When ever I hear it I think of when I was living in my condo and how peaceful things were from time to time. I do enjoy my married lifestyle but I sometimes forget to take time and just space out. Not thinking of obligations, or things to fix, or plan for. To just let it all fall away and be in the moment.
In the quiet of this morning, and the breeze that playfully moves through the rooms of the house, I heard the chimes. I am content.
When ever I hear it I think of when I was living in my condo and how peaceful things were from time to time. I do enjoy my married lifestyle but I sometimes forget to take time and just space out. Not thinking of obligations, or things to fix, or plan for. To just let it all fall away and be in the moment.
In the quiet of this morning, and the breeze that playfully moves through the rooms of the house, I heard the chimes. I am content.