The tomatoes are ripe. The girls have been eating the cherry tomatoes faster than I can find them on the plants for about a week now. But just Friday the first big tomato was ready for picking. Saturday evening I came in with a handful of five tomatoes. After savoring the delicious tomato smell that only comes when you have just picked it off the vine, I promptly cut it up, added goat cheese, and enjoyed.
This weekend was a true delight. Friday afternoon all of my girls were extra snugly. The Friday Nights Lights series finale was on – and it might have been one of my all time favorite finales. Clear eyes. Full Hearts. Can’t Lose.
The older two girls left Saturday morning for a week of Nana Camp. They were ecstatic the past week leading up to this weekend about all the things they are going to do while visiting Nannie and Poppa. They have plans to go to Water Country; Sophie told me she was going to show everyone how she can swim. They are also going to the Virginia Living Museum to see the touch tanks. I already know they are coming home with a hermit crab. Oh my. Evie has been soaking up every. single. moment of mom and dad’s undivided attention. My sweet Evie, how I love you so. I wandered aimlessly around the house for the first two hours they were gone. Then, the thought struck me I better do something because as soon as they shock of my helpers not being around hits; I might not get anything done.
We went to a Saturday evening church, a couple thrift stores, and watched The Lincoln Lawyer (I liked it). This morning, I lounged in bed. Joel and I piddled around the house with a coffee treat, and went to Lowes to find a paint color for a little furniture painting project I have worked up.
As for me, I have a little quilting plan for my solo time this week. Joel and I have a date on the horizon. Yes, indeed, it is shaping up to a be a good week.
For these moments:
::tomatoes on the sill
:: completed grocery shopping & the week’s menu planned
:: a pile of vintage sheets ready to be cut up
:: Sophie’s barrel rolls in the pool – face wet and all
:: Nana Camp excitement
:: surprising quiet in the middle of the day
For these moments, these pauses, the grace of God in the moment, I am so thankful.
If you are inspired, leave me one (or more) grateful moments in the comments, either link or list. I would love to see them! Happy Day, friends!