"Serenity: a state of being calm, peaceful, untroubled". The two week visit of my son and both of his children has come to an end...sort of. Now it is my granddaughter and me for another week. It is interesting how a state of calm has descended upon my home now that the younger brother is no longer here to taunt his sister and often just annoy the adults. Seven year old boys don't know how to sit still for very long. They don't know how to leave a room without totally turning it upside down with chair and sofa cushions everywhere. This is the age when parents are trying to teach responsibility to a child who argues that it is "too hard" or "I can't do it. I don't know how." and makes a federal case out of the simplest task that has been assigned for him to do. But we had moments during the last couple of weeks when I could see glimmers of the older, more responsible person he will likely become. We played "Concentration" and "Jack Straws," and for the time that his attention span lasted, he was very good at playing those games. But seven year olds in general and seven year old boys in particular have an attention span that is about as long as the time a bee is on a flower. I won't miss the shouting, the pounding of running feet in the house, or the constant mess and disorder. But I will miss the smiles, and giggles and the hugs of this boy. And I am already looking forward to my next visit from him, whenever that will be. But for now I am relishing the serenity. (Today's picture was captured a couple of years ago when I had Morning Glory flowers climbing all around the edges of my downstairs patio. This is a macro shot of a single flower petal).