It is too quiet....

The sun is shining, the birds are singing; pine pollen is drifting along the street, the deck, the plants and on the driveway. A fine yellow dust, pale enough to be overlooked until it gathers in an oily film spread across the puddles left by rain or sprinklers. Why am I paying attention to this much that causes such painful sinus allergies? Because after a busy day with a two-year old boy, the peace is so loud that I have paused before seeking solace with a book or my sewing room. Alas, grandchildren do add a different element to our home and if I could bottle that energy I would probably finish more projects!