Here is what I saw and photographed on Sunday.
My Xbox Avatar – I like her!
A common sight to see – the back of Ethan as he walks into my mother’s house. His favorite place to be.
He had to see if he still fit in the sink. Why?
My brain told me to clean the living room.
I tried tidying.
It said ‘clean’ – as in move furniture, wash floors, cull books, dust lightbulbs (yes, my brain is like that) and clean the windows. If you don’t have a shred of obsessive-compulsive tendencies, you would not understand a brain that tells you that if you comply, and do what it wants, all will be well and right with world.
All will be right?! How could I not?
As I cleaned, I found a tragically lost library book. If you know anything about my library habits, I have on occasion had 99 library books out at one time – and I DO NOT lose library books. I searched for it and made it the topic of prayer ~ and here it was wedged behind a small book shelf partnering up with silvery gray dust bunnies in an effort to hid itself.
Now it is found.
All is right with the world.
My brain is good like that.
A mess to clean
Geeky Cuzzy Luv
Cabinet of Curiosities. Dusted.
Random photos from a random Sunday.
I have a new welder and this thing
Holiday over, balloons remain
A frequent site – ordered & re-ordered
If not much else in your house can be clean…
Year after year, same photo
When Hank brings the sermon
And Cash leads the choir
It gets my cold cold heart burning
Hotter than a ring of fire…
Can I get a hallelujah, Can I get an amen?
Feels like the Holy Ghost running through ya
When I play the highway FM
I find my soul revival, Singing every single verse
Yeah, I guess that’s my church
Disclaimer: The pictures I attempt to capture for Sunday Scenes are in no way meant to imply that there is never any marital discord, bickering teenagers, tears & tantrums that occur in the backstory of these scenes. The photos are an attempt to convey – that in spite of incidents that may or may not have happened – life is good and Sunday Scenes are lovely.
Sprinkles on the breakfast table
Karoake with tweens
A delicious spead
This smiles face
“Sunday is the golden clasp that binds together the volume of the week.”
― Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
I like this exercise of reminding myself to take photos on Sunday’s and think about the really good things in life. Not all Sundays are perfect, and even that reminds me of how truly ‘good’ I have it.
Why? I don’t know. Found him here & took a picture.
I LOVE to bake a cake. Love it. If it is old-fashioned, requires sifting, ingredients at room temperature and the alternating of wet and dry additions – even better. I thoroughly enjoyed baking a cake this Sunday.
I did NOT enjoy pulling said cake with my hands out of the cake pan after it sat there 5 hours too long. It is being served in ‘hunks’ instead of slices. Oh well.
My favorite supplies for one of my favorite activities.
Somebody may have rec’d a 100-mile-an-hour ride in a Lamborghini for his 20th Birthday. THAT needs its own post.
And any night that ends with a fire…safely burning in the firepit…is good.