my favorite day

Sunday has always been my favorite day of the week.

Even if I don't feel like it, if at all possible I go to church.

It never lets me down. I always feel better about everything

when I come out.

When my children were little, I sometimes wondered why I

bothered, but, there's something about being in the right place,

 habits are formed.

How could I give up sitting on the pew with my family, my teen age

boy's head on my shoulder, the child that never held still sitting still

on the other side of me, I loved those tender moments.

Now, besides church I love my Sunday naps, reading  , sometimes

sharing Sunday dinner.

A wonderful day to renew.

This is the church I attend. Its probley four

or five years old. Before that we attended

in a town 7 miles from us.

There's a beautiful view of the valley and Mt. Rainer (on a clear

day) as we leave the church.

Down the hill and into town.

Snohomish is a town of around 6,000 people in the

actual town itself. It a lovely little town, very neat

and clean, the new mixing with the old very nicely.

I turn the corner, go past the library....

past our store( always closed on Sunday)....

past the park and lake..........

down the hill (this is our walk route)...

past the goat farm....

And up the hill to our home , which is at the top of the

dead end road. Half way up the street is a sign that says

"you are now leaving the city of Snohomish". We live close

to town , but, have a country feel , thanks to the lovely field

across from us.

I'm excited to be able to send a gift to Pondside, a lovely lady living with her other half , the Great Dane. They hail from Vancouver Island, Canada. You'd enjoy her lovely home, and beautiful pictures.

What's fun is....I just won something on her blog!

Wishing you all a wonderful week!