I love sunday afternoons. I slowly watch the portraits drawn by light on the walls , leaf blades.I hear the quietness in the whispers of the rustling leaves.As shadows elongate they leave short stories on old fashioned windows.I want the sun to slow down a bit..I don't want the day to be over so soon. I keep watching the light, as it dances on leaves,and illuminates every part of my backyard. I remember that I have work to do,but I don't want to go anywhere, I am living this moment now.