holiday

First morning of my long needed holiday is still, clear, and sunny.

The trees have new leaves.

Birds are singing. Really. They seem cheerful.

Sunshine illuminates the house.

Outside even the weeds are pretty.

The house is quiet. Everyone is sleeping in. Perhaps later we might go somewhere. A fly buzzes by just  outside the bedroom window.

The phone rings.

It is the labour ward.

There is no obstetrican.

The hospital didn't arrange any cover for my holiday.

Sweet.