My morning was spent driving local roads to bring my children where they needed to be. It is foggy with a heavy mist.
I like these gray mornings as they remind me of England and the time we spent there.
I like the muted scent of wood smoke from the chimneys on our street. The warmth of the cup of tea in my hand, the way the baby’s chapped cheeks smell from his lotion.
These are the little things that if someone asked “Are you having a good day?”
I could reply with certainty that indeed I am.
The decorating of the house has been mayhem. There is no system in place just the hauling out of bins and boxes with contents scattered about. I can’t seem to remember how I had everything last year and nothing is looking as it should. I went on my blog to see pictures and then realized it has been a very long time since I last posted. I miss you!
My hands are often to busy to write and my creative side is dormant. My thoughts barely seem share-worthy. But I have made a decision to try harder!
Here is a blurry picture of Hadley and two of her younger siblings after she hid in this huge box and JUMPED OUT to surprise them. They didn’t know she came for a visit, she had been away since July. It was great fun!
I hope no matter what weather is outside your windows you are finding joy this season.