Friday night was another blessing: a welcome breeze gently ruffling our hair, a quiet neighborhood with people off to their own weekend jaunts, twinkling stars sharply etched against the velvety darkness of the sky, and the four of us walking hand in hand.
It reminded me of the previous Friday night, February 18, which was another clear evening, with a full moon glowing coolly from above. I was lucky enough to have my camera on hand to take a hauntingly beautiful photograph of the moon. With all the experimentation I had to make, fiddling dials and buttons here and there, the final result made all the mosquito bites worthwhile!
Last Friday the moon was on the wane, but there were countless stars in the night sky, so much so that our toddler kept on saying "Wow!" We even went to the nearby golf course and reveled in the wide open space that was ours, all ours, for that evening. Of course we tried to avoid the manicured greens near the holes, but no matter. We had fun running around anyway.
It was such an exquisite pocket of time that we all sat down on the grass and gazed upwards, into the limitless expanse of the sky.
Wow, indeed.
Saturday was another happy day, capped by a round of non-competitive badminton and volleyball with the hubby and little girl. I sorely miss playing these games just for the fun of it, without pressure to do well, or to appear to do well. And I'm quite proud of the fact that the little girl is catching on quite quickly, and she can now return badminton shots and volleyball hits. We will practice more, both to build up her skills, and for all of us to unwind.
Nothing earth-shattering. But moments like these make the world seem whole again.
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