I used to be afraid of the quiet.
Not so much anymore.
Sometimes words don’t come close to what my heart is feeling or what my brain is trying to process.
So I seek quiet to figure it all out.
Miss Courtney is still fighting a low grade fever and the sicky poo poos but this evening she smiled. That made my day…truly it did. Now if the rest of my life went as smoothly…sigh…
This week I think I will take a page from Katherine’s beautiful blog and be quiet using only photos to fill this space this week. Besides, you all could use a break from my complaining.
|bone broth on the stove…|
|a reminder of harvest season…|
|chopped garlic for soup…|
|kisses from Papa…|
|outside my back door…|
|breakfast for dinner…|
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