Well another great weekend has hit the memory book. For me, it was an excellent combination of work and play. The former gave me a great sense of accomplishment while the latter was the reward for jobs well done.
There was time between household tasks to enjoy the company of family and friends, as well as time for relaxation on Sunday, typically unheard of at our house. I therefore took advantage of the opportunity by catching up on some reading.
Sadly it was only when preparing supper, gazing out the window as daylight was fading into early twilight, that I realized I should have spent a little of that down time outdoors. Because in addition to all the other good parts of the weekend, this winter one was highlighted by unseasonable warmth and sunshine.
It’s not as if I didn’t know it. Had I not been in such a hurry earlier that day, it would have sunk into my consciousness that this was a lovely day to spend outside, balmy and sunny, more like late March.
Had I not, too, during a conversation at the grocery store earlier, been so distracted by the promise that a quick completion of tasks would leave me time to sit down with my book, I would have picked up on the hint that this might be a good day suited more to outside fun. An acquaintance at the checkout, mentioned to me that her little one had, upon stepping out of the door, said it felt like Easter.
Out of the mouths of babes I thought as I headed home. I noticed the air really did have a spring quality, as did my step. The feeling of lightness in my body, however, didn’t reach the brain, and I rushed through the rest of the day’s duties eagerly anticipating an hour of time for me and Stephen King.
So, yes, as I gazed out the window at day’s end I experienced some regret. Not that I would have passed up a spell spent curled in my comfy chair, but I did wish I had wandered out into the fresh hour for at least a bit of the time.
Letting the feeling wash over me, I accepted it, then moved on, though. What’s past is past, what’s done is done. I had a perfect weekend, arriving at work Monday with batteries recharged.
And thanks to the grocery store conversation, my mind is now on spring and Easter. Here are some terrific floral Easter illustrations to keep the thoughts on track:
iCLIPART.com Floral Easter Illustrations
