Tuesday, April 5, 2011

burst of orange


Wow.  No babies crying.  No dogs barking.  No phone calls from Mother.  No strange dudes in my house talking about insurance, bugs, mice, or drywall.  The sun is shining, the wind is blowing, and I have 45 minutes left before I wake the babes.  How on earth did that happen?

1 comment:

  1. talk about seizing the moment. 45 minutes? I'm impressed.