I fell asleep very early last night and woke up at 8:15 this morning. I must have needed it. I feel refreshed.
I went to a few garage sales this morning. I'm not really a garage sale shopper but I went looking for a few items for Desert Aire. I like to take books over there for myself and others to read. (I never mind if someone takes it home if I only paid a buck for it) The best part of my morning however was running into Rick's cousin (well she's my cousin too) Jennifer and her daughters Savannah and Scarlett at one of the garage sales. We were able to chat for a while before Baby Scarlett was "ready to go". I love family.
Rick is out clearing some blackberry vines and other miscellaneous weeds from our property. (Any excuse to get on his bulldozer...) I think pushing trees and weeds down with a big piece of machinery is Rick's version of therapy. I refer to it as "Dirt Therapy". Anything to relieve stress and make the property look nice...I say go for it.
I'm going to leave you with a poem I read this morning that pretty much says it all:
I didn't ask for your time,
your patience, your concern.
I didn't ask for your calm words of wisdom.
But the most beautiful aspect of our friendship
is that you knew I needed them without my asking.
That's why I love you, my friend. ~ Paula Morisey
Dream Big (and get back to work...don't you have some gardening to do?)
All my love, Dor