Dogwood Heaven

This past weekend, I spent one of the most beautiful afternoons with my sons. Moments like this don't happen often beacuse of their constant energy, but after spending an hour on the playground, the three of us sat under a tree in the park and relaxed.

They didn't run off to go exploring. There was no complaining. We just sat in the grass, enjoyed each other's company and played with "pixie dust," which is what they call the petals that fall from the dogwood tree. 

For me, it was heaven.