sunday evening satisfactions

no bunnies were brutally killed.

there was sunshine.

there was lying on a blanket in the grass.

surrounded by playing kittens.

reading a good book (or at least trying to).

there was wine.

and interesting conversation.

and good food.

and fresh bread.

there were three fridays in a row.

there were interesting couchsurfers.
and the last episode of downton abbey (for now).

there were summer plane tickets secured.

and countdown calendars made.

there was rhubarb turned into juice. and crumble. and curd.

and fresh green beech leaves soaked in gin.
and the pure hope that is a garden.

there were horses traded.

and horses visited.

and horses turned out to pasture for the summer.
and horses dancing on their tippy toes.

there was dirt under the fingernails.

and the smell of freshly-mown grass.

and fields ablaze in yellow.

there were eggs gathered.

and chives chopped.

and a family project that succeeded.

it was everything a long weekend should be and more.

life is happy, full and content.

and we are fortified to face the week ahead.