gifts

how could a perfect morning get eclipsed? by a perfect afternoon, of course. spying baby ferns unfurling...

a perfect banana walnut latte by the lake, with a warm breeze on my face...

the shore guarded by giants...

reluctantly home to begin A Conversation...

today was a day of Slow Easy. an early afternoon meeting bringing opportunities to share...rain nearby, but not here yet, brought a tropical feel as the humidity rose - my hair defying any attempt to be sleek...an empty house is perfect for some tea & orange slices sprinkled with cinnamon, and some Flora...feeling thoughtful, and counting each of you as the gift that you are - bringing each to mind and holding you up for a sprinkling of blessing. my wish? for a huge house by the ocean where we could all gather.