It was a beautiful weekend and I spent it with family. This gorgeous guy here–the hubby–
–talked me out of my hermit tendencies (what some refer to as writing… 😉 ) so we could spend time outside together. Went for walks, relaxed on the back porch with our hands over our beverages since the wind was whipping little seed husks off the trees over our heads. The house blocked most of the wind, so our private haven held a slight breeze… along with the falling husks. They sparkle when they catch the sun, so at times, it felt like being in a fairytale.
Everything is turning green, our fescue stretches out far, a comforting emerald carpet. The hostas have burst from the ground and are unfurling big, velvety green and variegated leaves with a speed you can almost see. We had pansies survive the winter and the hubby and I made plans for some new garden color. He has this thing for begonias–I go for more big leafy color.
But he was right to get me outside. It was just what I needed. Fresh air and hubby time. So, I’m ready to face the upcoming week.
In addition to day job, my goal is 1500 words a day. I know, my usual is 3000, but that’s a little difficult with full time work and busy spring kiddo activities. It’s not healthy to consistently miss your goal, so sometimes a more reasonable amount will spark a bigger fire.
Because, knowing me, I’ll sling past the goal most days.
Shot by my daughter–last year’s fescue. 🙂