Holding a sleeping baby is a very contented action.
A little girl named Kerith fell asleep
in my arms as I learned a new game, Bunco. It’s an excellent
vehicle for socializing.
Before this, I went for a quick bike ride
since the kids and Wayne were gone. The
neighborhood was quiet. I could smell the fresh
cut grass of pent up Seattlites eagerly gardening.
The fragrance of blossoming cherry trees entertained my nose.
I went along this petal lined street.
The day was full of chores and packing. Putting the house back
in order.