We cleaned like crazy in the morning and even though things were not perfect, we just let it go once they got here. That is a big deal for both Tim and I, who sometimes get on a cleaning roll and just cannot stop even after out company get here.
We invited a couple who are just about our age and who have a boy who is just a little older than Carl. It was great for us and we got so much chatting and telling of stories in. Good for my soul. And it was so great to see Carl and his friend out in the yard/brush playing and just enjoying. The weather cooperated and if I had had my head in the right place, I would have gotten some lovely pictures of two boys enjoying nature and each other. But I will just have to remember it in my head instead.
We took a walk. The sun was shining down. The dogs were running on ahead of us and bounding in the tall grass. We walked down towards the river. Just as we could see the river, Blue, our neighbor the Blue Heron decided to grace us with his presence. Lovely and graceful as he took to the skies.
The kids ran on ahead and the dogs got lost in the tall grass hunting for something. I thought it was so neat to see the boys look back to make sure where their parents were and I motioned them to go on ahead and play, but to stay away from the river. It is a freedom that we share with our child that is not part of this culture anymore. And that is sad.
We pet our quickly growing chickens. We talked over chicken tractor designs. We took two of the chickens outside onto the grass in an upside down laundry basket, so they could enjoy the sunshine and get a little pecking in. I was surprised to find that Gabby, our sweet dog, has a clear desire to get VERY close to our chickens. That might be a problem as we get them outside into their tractor. But I guess we will have to deal with that when the time comes...or better yet, prepare for it before that time comes. The BoyScout motto is "Always be prepared." We take that seriously around here, where a lack of prepartion could mean death.
After our friends left, who by the way live the same hours we do and get up early and go to bed early, the cats came out. They sniffed all around to see who it was who was here. I told them they had nothing to be afraid of, but I guess two active young boys isn't the best on cats' nerves.
Speaking of active boys though, I loved that our place is set up for running and sword-fighting and tag. We have little furniture for the amount of space that we have. It is a lovely setting for creative play. It was nice not to have to say, "No running. Settle down." Sometimes a boy just needs to be a boy and run and play and pretend.
It was good to share our peace of heaven with our friends.