Mondays are different to every other day. I suppose this is because Mondays are at the
start of a whole new week and the day after the special family day we all love
so much.
Many things, both pleasant and not-quite-so pleasant happen in it.
But now I happily sit here at the computer with my fingers touching the
keys, ever ready to transfer the thoughts from my mind to the screen in front
of me. I’m enjoying a few sweet moments before
the close of the day when the light grows dim and the bugs outside begin to chirrup
their songs of love and happiness... Bedtime
is always a delightful time for me; before I even shut my eyes or whisper a
goodnight to the little girl in the bed opposite me, I am swept away to a world
of fantasy and romance where all those near and dear to me are the key
characters in my little drama which is called a dream...
Looking back on the past few hours, beginning at 5:30 this morning when
I woke to soak up the words so dear to all who love them and to praise the
Writer of each chapter of my life, I see many wonderful things – an hour or so
of garden chores and pleasantness while the day was still cool and dripping
with dew, menu planning for the week with Mom.
(Sometimes this task is a bit tiresome as finding healthy,
easy-on-the-budget meals is not that simple...
But fortunately God gives grace as well as inspiration to those who love
Him and now we both know what is potting for the next few days as far as
filling up hungry tumblies goes:-)
The afternoon included a fair amount of schoolwork for me. I read and reread interesting information on
the Renaissance and set my mind to
work on just how I was going to present my research... In between notes I made
my way down the passage to retrieve a lost chick, to fetch a paintbrush from the
drawer and to find a piece of clay for the girls to roll into sausage shapes
and show Mom how to make a U.
After chopping carrots rather hurriedly, giving the seedlings (that were
just about fainting from the heat) a brief watering and putting my hair back in
a hair band, Mom, Nancy and I jumped in the car for a wonderful hour of
music...at least for Nancy and I. Mom
went shopping for the week’s groceries while we were at our lesson.
Coming home to house full of funny sisters and a pot of yummy hot supper
(thankfully) cooked the day before was perhaps the sweetest thing of all.
And I have just realised something...I can’t think of one single thing that
was not-so-pleasant that happened today...
Okay, I can...
I twisted my ankle rather nastily whilst watering the garden for the
second time this morning:-)
Goodnight dear
friends, hope your Monday was just as amazing mine was!
Kelly-Anne
P.S. Happy February everyone!
