Sundays

I like Sundays. The sun rises, but for many of us, it can be ignored for a little bit longer when the day is Sunday.

Sundays are the tail end of a busy week. A day or two before, family and friends chatted on the phone, making plans for Sunday whether it be brunch or lunch or supper. The churches are clean and ready for their congregations, the houses are quiet with children still in their pajamas, the farmers are out milking because their crew has the day off.

Today, I have quite the chore list, but for now, I am typing my thoughts and drinking coffee. It's Sunday. I can do that on a Sunday.