Sunshine and green with small and few struggling brown swatches of mower fodder I see from my opened-blind window.
And the clock ticks, ticks, ticks as the pendulum sways.
Pages lay open waiting to be read.
Cold coffee awaiting the drain.
Quiet sounds; distance traffic and the ringing in my ears. 🙂
A lovely Saturday indeed.
A picture is worth a thousand words some say . . . is it?