A quiet Sunday afternoon

The kids and Ray went to visit with Big Ray and I stayed home working on a paper that is due this coming Thursday. The sky is cloudy, but it's not raining yet. I'm outside, on the deck, with the dogs sniffing and listening in on nature's scents and noises. All I hear is the call of a squirrel, a few birds singing, someone mowing a lawn in the distance and the wind gently moving the leaves. Some jazz is also quietly playing in the background. Heaven.