I took sister to the airport this morning. She had an early flight. Buck Moss does not like it one bit if his mama is gone for too long. He put this tag on her suitcase before she left to remind her to come hone.
After I dropped her off I went to this little spot . I sat there for about 2 hours and stared into space, listened to conversations around me, and wrote in my everyday journal. I usually get the sweet potatoe scone here. They didn't have any today and I was forced to get a peaches and cream scone. Peach pie but in the form of a scone. Finger licking good. Literally. **(Dottie these were made with you in mind).
While I was sitting there I resisted the urge to draw circles within circles all over the page and then go back and color them in with markers. But I wanted to. There is nothing so soothing as a good coloring in circles session. I think I just planned my day for tomorrow.