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Today I Love Saturdays

moon in daytime sky
Saturday morning moon

Today I love Saturdays and the way they sometimes sneak up on me and catch me completely unawares. I love that on this particular Saturday the moon is hanging in the late morning sky, not even pretending that it is anywhere near ready to set. I love that there are people who believe the moon goes around the earth almost daily when in fact it takes the moon around twenty eight days, give or take some minutes, to orbit once around our planet. I love that our own rotation makes it look like the moon is constantly circling us on the daily. I love little bits of enjoyably intrusive science on Saturday mornings, like when we were kids and watching cartoons and learning things without realizing it and listening to classical music without hating it and we never knew. I love that Saturday mornings still give me a sense of a day of opportunities and potential excitement. I love that so many things remind me of Saturdays, swimming, fishing, baseball, camping, horseback riding, hiking, hockey, all the things that used to fill my long awaited and quickly passing Saturdays. I love how Saturdays always were and still remain the only full on weekend day that isn’t colored by the proximity of weekdays, because although Friday is a weekday, Friday evening is almost a weekend day unto itself and Sunday of course is just a day of worrying about Monday’s ominous and eminent arrival. I love that Saturdays are the perfect, best flavored, sweetest sounding, most pleasantly smelling, full to the brim with goodness, stand-alone weekend day.

Today I love running into Jon Farmer at the market and having a good talk with him about the things that interest us mutually and that those things are often anything and everything we can think of, though humanity and music seem to be the two main undercurrents of almost all our common interests. I love that Jon is a man of principles and not ones that can be bought, but ones he’s made for himself that he can wear publicly and with pride, ones he would never have to set aside, even temporarily, and though he is my junior of many years he is who I aspire to be when I grow up.

Today I love that once again the open road is calling us and we are getting ready soon to head off in yet another direction to enjoy the company of family and friends before the roads of winter make such adventures challenging enough that we make plans only tentatively and embed them with caveats of understood caution. I love that these trips at this time of year are always good for the traveler’s soul.

Today I love drinking coffee in the brilliant light of a near noon sun while the moon does its best to remind me that it tries to lend a hand as well. Thank you moon, you are proof that there is more romance in trying then ever there was in doing.

Today I Love Saturdays

Kelly Babcock

I was born in the city of Toronto in 1959, but moved when I was in my fourth year of life. I was raised and educated in a rural setting, growing up in a manner I like to refer to as free range. I live on the traditional lands of the Chippewas of Nawash in an area where my family history stretches back 6 or 7 generations and my First Nations friend's families go back hundreds of generations. I was diagnosed with ADHD at the age of 50 and have been both struggling with the new reality and using my discoveries to make my life better. I am a freelance writer and I write two blogs here at Psych Central, one about living with ADHD and one that is a daily positive affirmation that acts as an example of finding the good in as much of my life as I possibly can.

Find out more about me on my website: writeofway.

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Babcock, K. (2019). Today I Love Saturdays. Psych Central. Retrieved on July 7, 2020, from


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