Inspiration for today taken from habit.
A picture, a few words, a little mystery, that somehow form a visual journal of my previous week.
Have a great weekend, friends.
Morning coffee on the porch in January was an unexpected surprise.
I left with a cross between a lump in my throat and agita. Not a good feeling.
We had 45 minutes of sunshine this week. Glad I got outside to soak up every one.
He asked me if I could stop using the word “nightmare.” I kept quiet instead.