After four days of dog shows and five days of focusing on good friends and doggy conversations, Monday has arrived as a rude awakening. Back to the real world. Laundry awaits. The floors need vacuuming. More company is arriving on Thursday so I should plan meals and make a grocery list.
But I sit here nursing my coffee, noticing that the promised rain still hasn’t come. There is quietness: smooth and silken dove grey skies, a mosquito pestering the window pane, wisps of wind rippling the treetops.
As I sip, I savour happy brown eyes, and Tony, the celebratory new tiger toy, acquired because
friends groomed and handled
and the goal was achieved.
Time to top up the coffee mug and settle in to the day’s writing.
It’s a new week. Are you rejuvenated by or recuperating from your weekend?