Peaceful in Postcards 4

The three masted Barque, Star of India, with work being done on the bowsprit and the foremast before her next sail.

Now in the early evening hours, there are faint clouds overhead and an orange tinge to the sky far out over the sea. It’s been a glorious day. Sunshine, gentle winds to stir the hair, and faint calls from some of the many crows in the neighborhood. I feel much like the Star. Worked on…but good. George got a new suit from JC Penney’s. I sat around a lot which included an attack of the head-nodding midafternoon. Grocery shopping later. Glorious mundaneity.

Tomorrow, Sunday, by noon we will be very busy first cheering on the Padres and later at a meeting. Sunscreen is right here. Hats over there. Perhaps we will wear layers as the weather is finally growing a few degrees cooler.
After all the madness in our lives, I am so grateful for these peaceful days.

• Himself: Bored at the museum. Few attendees.
• Herself: A few bouts of coughing. Eyes glued to a new book series.
• Reading: Linda Castillo’s Amish series.
• Balance: Meditation.

Last updated May 03, 2015