Include piles of clean laundry waiting to be folded.
The girl and father snuggled into each other, with her head on his "arm pillow" and them sweet as sweet can be snuggled into one another.
Myself picturesquely knitting on the couch, in the car, around the supper table.
Planting in the garden.
Early morning mowing with the scythe.
Daughter, on floor, mid meltdown.
Greeting of an old friend.
Nighttime family storytime, laying side by side with each of our own pillows and spots listening sleepily (mama), listening excitedly (ceci) and reading lovingly (papa).
The hours spent on the computer sending out lists, compiling orders and doing bookkeeping for Eat Local Eastport.
The sweet sound of birds at dawn that call me outside first thing on a late Spring morning...
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