Quiet hours, happy soul

Today was Homecoming at Cowboy’s church.
I expected him to be gone most of the day; he usually stays late for events like this.
But he was back by 1 p.m.
I’m guessing he left before the meal or just didn’t eat much.

Cowboy rested until about 4:30 p.m., then headed to the lake to fish.
Heron joined him there, and they didn’t get back until 9.
He grumbled about only catching one fish.
But I suspect he just enjoyed being out by the lake.

With Cowboy gone, it was just Badger and me at home.
She spent most of the time in her room, while I rotated between watching TV, reading, and playing on the computer.
It was a nice, quiet, peaceful Sunday.