Today's weather is what we have been waiting for: spring without the constant wind and rain and lightening. Right now it is nearly 7 p.m., and I am reluctant to call the kids in for the rosary, as they have been cooped up so much as of late. Right now it is windless, the lowering sun gilding the rolling hills and casting long shadows. The birds are singing, the children's voices ringing out joyfully from the back yard (Dominic's voice rising above them all, as usual). Dinner is done, the kitchen is cleaned up, and life seems pretty good right now.
The Buttercups are in bloom, creating rivers of gold through the pastures.