Time you enjoy wasting, was not wasted.
John Lennon (or so some say)
Today was a beautiful day. A teaser of a day in mid February. A day filled with blue skies and crazy robins and fat squirrels and shy cardinals and winter berries. A day just made for a camera and a little brown dog and a walk around the yard. A day made for wasting time. Winding my way through a lazy afternoon, cleaning old leaves away from tiny purple crocus and digging my fingers into rich black earth. A gift of a day made for a second pot of coffee and a juicy sweet orange and a nap. Tomorrow, when the winds of winter race across our yard and up the arms of my coat, I"ll smile...and remember the joy I found in wasting this day away.