Tuesday. Mornings are hard and they start early. I usually wake up between 4 and 5 am these days. It is not ideal as it just makes the day L O N G E R. With the constant rain of late I can not get outside to plant flowers, tend to my hostas, and mow the lawn – all things I would rather do than sit within these 4 walls. I have plenty I could be working on and no desire to do any of it. I get a few things done each day but I am not the whirlwind of production I once was by any means.
I do read and started the Butternut Lake series a couple of days ago and find comfort in this gentle Minnesota based book. I know I have all three books in the series and while I am reading the first and can visibly see the third book, I am hopeful to find the middle book around here somewhere. I am sure I have it.
I have a friend coming over this morning for coffee and another one this afternoon who will help me go through some boxes and work on a project. This helps to move me through the day. Today I hope to read… and I hope to write.
the sun will come out.