Spontaneity makes me happy. I love it when my husband suggests something fun on the spur-of-the-moment and we all just jump up and do it. Tonight, after a delicious dinner (that Jeffrey cooked, of course) my sweet husband suggested we all go for a walk on the town's new sidewalk. It's a walking path that stretches through town; past ponds and grazing cows, through woods and fields, linking the elementary, Jr. high, and high schools.
What if I'd said, "No. I'm tired. I had a rough week. I don't want to."? All true, by the way. What would I have done instead? I'll tell you. I would have stayed inside, cleaned the kitchen, did the dishes, dealt with the week's detritus, felt the need to do a load of laundry, put Sloane to bed, and crashed brain-dead and slightly guilty about not posting for Happy Week.
I make a point of saying "Yes" as often as I can.
Thank God for that. Instead of chores and exhaustion I got a perfect walk on a perfect night. The weather is unreal, about 70 with very little humidity. It's cool and breezy and feels more like a Florida night than a Missouri night. The path glowed palely in the purple twilight. The four of us, counting Mickey, walked along, talking about Sloane's new friends, the first week of school, Jeffrey's library book club, old rail beds, algebra, and the Magic School Bus. The kind of quiet talk among families that means nothing and everything all at once.
The path enters the woods and curves around among the trees for quite some time. While we were in the woods we all stopped walking and stood, holding our breaths, waiting to hear it again. There it was. Yes. It is an owl. No. Wait. Shh.... Listen. I think it's two. Yes, it is. Two owls. Now we walked more quietly, talked more softly, listened more intently.
When we came out of the woods Sloane spotted a frog hopping along beside us. Further down the path we met his much larger cousin. Sloane said, "I can't wait to write about this in my journal tonight. I've never heard an owl in person before. And, I got to hold two frogs!" You know, don't you, what this did to my heart?
We ended our walk at Jeffrey's high school where we washed up, got drinks, and poked around his library before we headed home. By the time we walked home it was full dark on a no moon night. Before we entered the woods again we stopped for a long time to marvel at the Milky Way spread in a gorgeous arc across the sky. Then, we walked home in the dark. Holding hands, counting the fireflies lighting the trees, talking quietly, stopping to listen to the owls.
Ahhh... a happy heart. And so, to bed. Good night, sweet friends.
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