Two Days of Rest

Early Saturday morning, we gathered the usual stuff for two days at our country house. Suddenly, we remembered that when we closed up for the winter, we brought all the linens home. This brought discussions of "Where did we put them?"

When we arrived, we did minimal cleaning of the winter dust, turned on the refrigerator, hung the hammock between the oak tree and the house and put the cushions on the big swing under the locust tree. It was cool but we bundled. We were warmed by the sight of the lavendar blooms of the chinaberry trees (which we usually miss) -- they're not French lilacs, but they have a unique beauty.


Lucy and her Mamma came, too, and she got reacquainted with her high-flying grandmother. Maybe one day I will introduce her to France. It was a restful two days.