My creativity seems to have gone to Cleveland for the week. Nothing is flowing, so I have been reading, and playing solitaire. I’m getting pretty good. I’m on the hunt for a good book. Something to spark my imagination, and settle my restlessness.
I could weed the front flower bed……but I would rather read.
Today I am grateful for my family, my work, and my dogs. I’m grateful for reminders that all will be well.
Do you ever feel like that cat, waiting for someone to finish reading something?