A slight sniffly, mildly feverish kind of thing is working it's way through our family right now (excepting Mama so far, and yes, I'm knocking on wood), meaning that all our fun weekend plans were canceled. It was a bittersweet thing, of course...which resulted in a 'lazy' weekend the likes of which we haven't in quite some time, nor expect to see again anytime soon. I mean, surely, our days include much in the way of 'being still'...but a whole weekend full? Lazy Loveliness.
So, this Monday morning, I have no grand adventures to share, and no epic crafting project completed to tell you about. But oh, how lovely this weekend was in all it's nothingness, really. (Minus the sniffles, of course.) Instead of grand adventures, do you know what we did do?
played with fiber. all of us.
realized that pizza is the best way of all to enjoy the random early treats coming out of the garden, as well as the last of our frozen pizza sauce (voted the favorite combination: roasted beets, arugula, and goat cheese)
decided that Ezra's alternative to the latest bracelet craze is so much more fabulous (in my oh-so-humble opinion)
looked at the roses outside my door just a little bit differently than I ever have before, thanks to a dear friend and her love of their beauty
journeyed only so far outside our door as the skateboard ramp
did just a tiny bit of mending on a favorite rug, one stitch at a time, one inch at a time, here and there while singing lullabies to my resting girl
watched Harper sweetly love up his doll "Jude" (a Bamboletta creation), slobbery boogers and all (Jude needs a bath today)
spent 25 minutes at the sewing machine making something that we will appreciate three times a day for many months to come (high chair seat cushion covering a tear, fabric from Alewives)
snuggled up with our kitty cat, whose recovering from his own rather epic battle wounds (with many grand stories as to what he could have been up to in the woods)
played cards, sang songs, delivered orange juice and started eucalyptus baths, and did a whole heck of a lot of lounging alongside my loves
Despite everything I was taught as a child, or everything our culture tells us about 'laziness' and just sitting still...I do declare, it's a wonderful thing indeed. In fact, I think this kind of "lazy" is where a whole lot of living really happens. Move too fast, and surely we're bound to miss it.