I love weekends. They sneak up on people in the most unexpected ways, tripping the unwary, catching the unalert by surprise. But then they also reward those who have been waiting patiently for their arrival, showering them with spurts of vigour and bursts of energy.
Weekends bring calm. They bring silence from the class, they bring tranquility to the bustling, they provide oases for those in the concrete jungle of the fast-paced world. They bring pleasure, they bring time. They bring families and friends together for drinks and a meal. They bring footsteps to the grass, in slow drawling steps, or energised skips, as the outdoors flow with the warmth of a fine day.
Weekends bring these and so much more, but write more will I not, as the rays of the evening yet beckon, for us together to mark the weekend’s mid~.
