The Time Of Year When Winter And Spring Come Together In Lloyd

The Time Of Year When Winter And Spring Come Together In Lloyd

Sunday, November 18, 2012

The Plane Was On Time


The man got home and the sun came out.
Do we create our own reality?
Perhaps.
Or perhaps sometimes a coincidence is merely a coincidence.

Whatever. I sure am glad he's back.

Sunday morning, pancakes for breakfast, laundry running, dogs lying around drowsing in the sun, let-the-chickens-out, a brown and a blue egg in the nest. Light puddling everywhere and things get sorted out, set right, hearts let light in again, glimmer of hope that all will be right again, chase that black dog off into the night, scoot, dog, out of my sight.

I feel like I can open my eyes again.

I'm so glad to have him back. I think he's happy to be home.

It works out.

Good morning, y'all.

Good morning.




16 comments:

Angella said...

Tell that big handsome husband of yours welcome home.

heartinhand said...

:) I'm happy for you!

Jill said...

What a nice post to read. I can feel your lightness.

Elizabeth said...

Looking fine!

Lo said...

Aha....see...he grew the beard back for you.

Bethany said...

Good morning sunshine :)

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Nancy said...

Watch it, girl! You're joy is showing.

Syd said...

Nice. Glad that he is home and kicked that dog to the curb.

beth coyote said...

Hello, Mr Moon. You were missed. Enjoy those pancakes.

XXX Beth from here

Petit fleur said...

Praise Be!

Love you both.

ellen abbott said...

It is good when the parts come together.

Denise Emanuel Clemen said...

Ah, Hooray! For on time planes, and husbands who come home and for chickens who lay eggs.

Steve Reed said...

Yay! I'm glad life has returned to normal (whatever that is)!

Young at Heart said...

how very very lovely!!x

Steph(anie) said...

Welcome home, Mr. Moon!