Anymore, these kind of moments seem to come around less & less in our household. So these days, I appreciate them all the more when they magically & unexpectedly unfold...even if it's just for a moment. To me, this scene depicts what a quiet winter weekend in early January should be about. Sadly, most of our weekends are anything but restful, as the majority are spent working, or recovering from a punishing week surrounded by jerks, galore.
Perhaps the secret is to recognize the moment & appreciate/absorb it for as long as humanly possible, because you can never be certain when the next one's coming around. I have also found if you try to plan something of this nature, it rarely turns out the way you want it. Not sure why. Perhaps it's too contrived or something.
I dunno.
I dunno.
Tired, discouraged, & at a loss for any further answers or meaning. :0/
Turning in now.
C.
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