art and design (and other stuff, too)

Curled under the covers, basking in the warmth of the day, and fading into a blissful sleep. . .What better way is there to spend a lazy Sunday afternoon? None that I can think of. But on a day as beautiful as this one, I’ve found a few things that are just as good. Although, Murry here doesn’t agree with me much.

I believe he’s intent on spending his afternoon just as he is.

Although yawning, sleeping, dreaming, and general loafing may be going on inside, outside the world is just as fresh and alive as ever. And there’s even a bit of very new life right out the window:

Tucked deep inside the rhododendrons (so deep, in fact, my simple point-and-shoot camera turned out highly under qualified for photographing the distance) lies a magnificent nest, and tucked deep inside this lies two recently hatched baby birds. Not wanting to disturb the nest I refrained from moving the leaves, branches and twigs and instead settled for this ordinary but adequate picture of the tiny little ones. Shortly after taking the picture the mother bird hopped back to her offspring and made herself comfortable on her nest once more.

And so I turned my attention skyward, in the direction those wonderful creatures would someday go:

I’ve always found the sky, ever changing and always glorious, something that I could stare at for days on end. Lying back, looking up at the impossible sky, letting your mind wander and drift just as the clouds do. The best thoughts seem to float easily through the air, and all you need do is wait and let one pass by and encircle you.

Isn’t it funny, how on the laziest of days the mind can be excited and exercised more than on the busiest of busy days, and all just by slowing down?