Waiting? No problem

Parts of my day have been filled with waiting.  Waiting
for the long lines of traffic to get through the construction
on the way to teach.  Waiting on the way home to get through
the construction again.  I wave at the man who holds the
yellow slow sign at the edge of the road while the traffic
inches through.  We stopped for about ten minutes and
I took the time to look at the glorious clouds, and the red and
orange trees.  Construction usually means goodbye to
trees and fields, so it's good to enjoy them while they're
there.

 Thinking about you

Charcoal on bond paper

18 x 24 inches

Barbara Muir © 2010

But the longest wait was for Sam to get home from university.
What a treat to see him, to watch him eat a huge "snack" and
drink almost a gallon of milk.  We talked and the animals
played with him, and competed for his attention, then it was
time to sleep, happy and content after the long day.

My drawing tonight is of a friend of mine, who is incredibly
beautiful, yet has no awareness whatsoever of her beauty.
The mood of tenderness on her face, seems appropriate for
a day of thinking fondly about my children and welcoming one
back home for a visit.

Have a waiting-with-pleasure day.