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Showing posts with label perfect Sunday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label perfect Sunday. Show all posts

Sunday, May 2, 2010

A Perfect Sunday


A perfect Sunday morning today. It's quiet and restful, sunny and warm, relaxed and peaceful. What will the day bring? We woke early and had a light breakfast. Dressed for Mass...remember to bring a jacket (Father and his air conditioning) As I look out the window, I see Joe driving past. He goes to the corner and turns around, so that he can get the newspaper out of the box. He's been out and about while I sit here blogging.
We watched two movies in the last couple of days. Crazy Heart and It's Complicated. I'm not crazy about movies featuring old drunks , but Crazy Heart showed what Jeff Bridges could do...sing. He did a great job in this musical role. He was really scuzzy looking throughout the film. The rest of the movie was OK. It's Complicated was another story. What a hoot!! Laughter from the beginning to the end. Meryl Streep and Alec Baldwin are perfect in their roles. So much fun to watch two middle age people, with not so perfect bodies...trying to bring back the old days.
Today I am going to Mass and then coming home to put a pot roast in the oven. After that I am going to go out and get the area ready for tomatoes. I know that I shouldn't work on Sunday...but hey...this is play for me. A lot of grass has crept into this bed, so I will sit on my trusty green chair and dig it out by hand. The ground should be soft after the rain. I can imagine, while sitting there, that I will hear birdsong. The orioles are back, but they haven't found our feeders yet. Wrens were hopping on my deck railing yesterday...flitting their perky tails. This morning, I can hear them in the woods. The little chipping sparrow has been stealing seeds from the deck feeder, while two doves are lying on the shelf feeder sunning themselves. They could care less and show no fear...when blackbirds land and feed. Our resident cardinal was here already. When I whistled his song...he cocked his head and the tuft went up on top. He seemed to say, "Where's that other bird...invading my territory?" I'll enjoy my time in the garden. A perfect Sunday for me.
Balisha