blue sky

Four days in a row of blue sky and sunshine. It was glorious! I sat in the sun and read, I sat in the sun and knit, I sat in the sun with my coffee and watched my little world. The birds were busy in the trees, the spruce trees should be called the blackbird condos. Then I spied a rabbit under a locust tree, it wasn’t sitting or hunched ready to flee like rabbits usually sit, it was stretched out on its belly in the grass enjoying the day as much as me. I have never seen a rabbit lounging like that except at the fair. Four days of sunshine at home was almost as good as a real vacation.  —Ann—