- Taking a Sunday afternoon nap in the grass, soaking up the sun.
- Being gifted tickets to a preview of The Age of Adaline. The movie was okay, but oh my, Blake Lively. I am beginning to think I have “a type”.
- Going to a dance marathon fundraiser and watching young folk dance with abandon. What joy!
- Spending a rainy afternoon mending clothes and sewing on buttons. I do find simple, quiet domestic arts quite meditative and enjoyable.
- A massage therapist who works out the ever growing number of kinks and aches.
Wow, I bet a dance marathon is big fun. Niiiice.
ReplyDeleteI love naps! I don't think I would take one in our grass though :) We danced the night away at a wedding last weekend. It was a good workout!
ReplyDeleteHave to admit, I love domestic arts as well.
ReplyDeleteI'm looking forward to seeing that movie, although admittedly, you and I do not share a type.
The dance marathon took me back many years to participating (and help run) a dance marathon in college. Ah yes, I remember it well. ;)
I do so agree about silence: i find it more and more necessary, but have always loved it. If I cannot sit somewhere still and hear the busy insects and the wind then I really notice it, and it is so hard to find somewhere one can do that. I remember silence from my childhood on a sunny afternoon, when the quiet actually pressed in on my ears it was so still: the only sound for minutes at a time might be a bee flying past. Wonderful and so healing.
ReplyDeleteAh, here it is! I had meant to leave this on your blog post on silence. Never mind, just getting careless in my old age:)
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