day dream

my morning cup is essential....

the perfect cup is hot tea with a spoon of honey and milk

...if someone can make me the perfect cup

i'll keep them around for awhile

2 days

a little piece of my heart is left behind

the hills are alive...

Perhaps I had a wicked childhood

Perhaps I had a miserable youth

But somwhere in my wicked, miserable past

There must have been a moment of truth

For here you are, standing there, loving me

Whether or not you should

So somewhere in my youth or childhood

I must have done something good

~maria

scrabble

hold me up

never let me go

love me when i am broken

and speak to me

~j. knapp

sigh

knowingly she thanked God for him too...

amazing

...i am learning to trust

i had a day off today...

i started my day slowly having a prayerful conversation

then i had breakfast with a wise friend and wandered downtown to find a couple of friends shopping for shoes at another friends store. i wandered from there to my supervisor's office and we read through my 125 page thesis... it is nearing the end. i spend the afternoon eating pea soup, raking, cleaning, receiving my new stove, and going for a run.

now i am waiting for someone to call.

the hip

i have a confession to make....

i love going for walks when twilight is nearing and the evening is settling in.

because that is when the house lights go on and the curtains remain open for a brief time.

allowing me to take a peek inside and see the warmth from the street.

on my run today this is what i saw.

a husky laying on the porch.

the front door was open inviting me to take a peek.

and the tile floor in the foyer was covered with luggage.

beyond that was the kitchen and a member of a famous band was sitting at the kitchen counter talking on the phone.

... all while i passed by on my evening run.