Goodbye, Sundays

Dear you,

Sundays are one of the busiest days of the week for me. They're usually filled with church, the markets, good food and company, and mellow evenings. Today, I had my final full Sunday in Canberra.

To small people entertaining me as they "listen" to the children's talk
To the loud organ, front pews, and detailed pulpit
To the shaking of hands and kissing of cheeks, the chitter-chatter afterwards
To the friendly nut man, the pleasant fudge man, the lovely plum man, the mundane juice man
To the free samples, satay sticks, and chocolate-covered strawberries
To the afternoon discussions and late-night movies
To the sweetness of knowing I still have the next day free
I'll miss it.

Sincerely,
Shae