Yesterday afternoon Robert joined Gary and me for an hour of bird watching at Loy Lake Park in Sherman. When we arrived at the picnic pavilion there was a group of women there from one of the local nursing homes. Out on the lake were a couple of fishermen enjoying the sunny afternoon. Other people were touring the historic village. In a few minutes a family arrived for a photo shoot. Later we saw a couple riding their horses. So nice to see everyone enjoying their Sunday afternoon. And so interesting to see the diversity of activity in such a tiny area.
I loved Sunday afternoons when I was a child! Sunday was the only day we didn’t work in the fields or have a dozen chores to do at home. My parents were adamant about relaxing and enjoying the day. We often went for a drive in the country or walked in the park or went fishing at the river or visited my grandparents. For at least three hours each week we left our cares behind and just enjoyed life. It was a time to relax, connect, and recharge for the week ahead.
Of course life is different now. Much of our society considers Sunday just another day of working and shopping and stressing. Some people never take the time to walk in the park and watch the birds. They don’t get a chance to relax or recharge. That knowledge makes me even more grateful for my life and routine- I’m not sure I would stay sane without my Sunday afternoons!