Sunday

I packed a lot in today: cleaned the house, printed some photos, wrote a couple of letters, brunch with K and S, shopped, stalked a couple of hawks, finished reading a book, ran a few miles on the treadmill, did some laundry, watched some football - and still the day wasn't long enough. The weekends are never long enough. I guess I have always felt that way, but lately Mondays have come with a heaviness that seems too much.
On the bright side, I had one of those days where I had too many pics to choose from - a dilemma I don't mind at all. I ended up going with Dubbie, but I'm not quite sure why.