I hope you’re enjoying your Labor Day today. I always think of my dad on this holiday because he was born on Labor Day, September 6th, 1918. He always took great pride, saying that it was ‘appropriate’ that he was born on “Labor Day.” :0)
All my life the holiday meant that I had at least a 3-day, sometimes a 4-day weekend, a luxury to be sure. We cooked out, and the smell of meat cooking on charcoal is one of the greatest aromas in the world.
We have our front and back doors open, enjoying a cool breeze this morning! Ahhhhhh! I don’t know how long it will last, but it’s a beautiful way to start the day.
I’ve enjoyed being a sloth lately, listening to very talented people singing on “The Voice,” and reading a series of books. It’s good to let down every once in a while and not feel I have to ‘accomplish’ something.
I hope you’re in contact with people you care about today.
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