The Beauty of No Time

We had one of those wonderful weekends when nothing was controlled by the clock.

We woke up when the kids got us.

We ate when we were hungry.

We drank wine when we felt like it.

We rested when we were tired.

We laughed a lot.

We rested some more.

We played.

It was happiness.

Thank you Dagmar, Dale, Mary Ellen and Carl. I think I forgot what that feels like.