Always Saturday

Tall shadows on the grass from the rising sun. The quiet of the house. A cat sleeping on the rug near the back door. The chickens pecking and scratching in their run. Apples on the tree, nearly ripe and ready to eat. A few wispy clouds passing by, teasing at a big blue sky. Coffee. Waffles. Podcasts.

The sun high in the sky. The sights and sounds of the Farmer's Market. Treasures found at garage sales. Quiet time with a good book. Various errands to run. Pesky weeds to pull.

Tall shadows in the grass from the setting sun. The blue sky fading to purple. The quiet of the house. The chickens on their roost. Family time. A good movie and popcorn. Warm laundry to fold.

I wanna live where it's always Saturday.