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