I started my day with an outside run with Kayla, one of my dear gym comrades. It was glorious, because all around us we could see this:
Then I was invited for a spontaneous birthday lunch with two of my friends, which is a miracle since: 1. It is a weekday, and 2. Between us we have nine children.
The Photographer (who will laugh when she sees this blurry pic I took.)
'Twas lovely.
Later, my parents, Curlyjo, Tiny Love and I all piled into my Dad's third great love (behind only my mother and his 1969 Chevy Camaro), the Rhino. We went out into the woods to the creek to bask in the lovely weather.
Naturally Tiny needed a snack for the road.
And Daisy Dog needed to join us.
We spent an hour just wading around, looking for interesting rocks, shells, and animal prints. There is nothing more calming to the soul than the sound of water running over the rocks, the wind and sun on your skin, and the smell of newborn grass all around you. Bliss.
We did some wading and chatting, then headed over to the Compound, the farm where I grew up that is now home to both of my sisters and their families.
It was a day spent enjoying health, friends, family, and God's beautiful world. Golden.