Everything is Easy

Growing up, on any given Sunday the song Our House by Crosby, Stills, and Nash could be heard playing at top volume from our house. My father, camera in hand, would prance around the house as the music washed over us, taking pictures of everything. When I was younger, I sat and watched him with awe; the older I became the more embarrassed I was of his antics.

Today, I was out in the yard barbecuing some veggie dogs, giving the cats some air, while the baby slept, and that song came into my head. It made such perfect sense at that one moment that I felt the need to document the perfection. This post is for you dad if you are reading.

I'll light the fire
You place the flowers in the
vase
That you bought today

Staring at the
fire
For hours and hours
While I listen to you
Play your love songs
All night long for me
Only for
me

Come to me now
And rest your head for just
five minutes
Everything is good
Such a cosy room
The windows are illuminated
By the sunshine through
them
Fiery gems for you
Only for you

Our
house is a very, very fine house
With two cats in the
yard
Life used to be so hard
Now everything is easy
'Cause of you
And our la,la,la, la,la etc

And our

I'll light the fire
And you place
the flowers in the vase
That you bought today

And to my lovely wife: I love you so much. Thank you for creating this world with me.