I'm feeling quiet and sleepy today. Confession: five years behind the masses, we just started watching LOST from the beginning. (We are a no-TV family, except for special events like hockey tournaments. Becky had a facebook update about it that piqued my curiosity; I ordered season 1 from Netflix.) And I'm staying up far too late watching just one more episode, and scaring myself silly.
So I'm looking forward to this afternoon, when the obligations of the day are fulfilled. I'm reveling in these slightly warmer, longer days. Cal and Abbott will play with their diggers and balls; I will sit on the bench of our deck and close my eyes, and let the sun and sounds stream in.