Labor Day

The Hub and I have been working hard all weekend, clearing brush and sucker branches from the trees on our property. We've cleared enough to make a sizeable bonfire every night, each with its own delicious fragrance - a hodgepodge of woods on Friday and Saturday nights, the sweet smells of maple and apple wood last night, and juniper and pine await this evening.

We're taking a break right now. The boy has been napping for a few hours and the Hub has run to the store for cookout items. I'm relaxing in the overstuffed easy chair in our living room, breathing in the gentle late summer breeze that blows through the open window overlooking the bean field. Across the room, my handsome canine companion catches a snooze on the couch after running in large sweeping figure eights in the back yard all afternoon. He sighs deeply and contentedly in his sleep. I couldn't agree more - I feel more at peace right now than I have in a long time.

The boy is beginning to rustle in his crib, so it seems my stolen peaceful moment to myself is about to be a thing of the past. I didn't want to let it slip by though, without stopping to reflect on the quiet beauty of this perfect September afternoon, and to wish all of you a Happy Labor Day. Hope you are enjoying yourselves.