Words Are Hard.
Hi, friends!
Oh look, it’s a new week and a new Sunday. Hmm. Hello there.
I don’t know that it’s so much that I don’t have much to say this week as that my brain doesn’t currently want to put the things into words at the moment. But, uh, hi!
I mean, I love them and all. Words. But they’re still hard sometimes. Maybe harder because I love them and don’t want to screw them up. Maybe I have too much to say. Traffic jam. Mmm.
Tea I’m Drinking
Augh. It’s late again and I made a bunch of oatmeal cookies this evening and I have had a LOT of them. So, that was my tea. Cookies. Mmm. Like I said.
What I’m Photographing
We went on a hike! Cooper Mountain Nature Park is always gorgeous, but the golden hour, oooohhh.
What Else I’m Writing
Yesterday’s “A Touch of Winter Coziness,” in which I still thought I didn’t have much to say this week, instead of the opposite. Maybe I really didn’t, there. Dunno. 🤷♀️
Your Turn
What about you? Words hard? Time to hibernate and light candles and have homemade bread and soup? Oooh, that sounds really good. I should make some soup again sometime very soon… Well, I hope you have a good week!
In Christ,
Marcy