just flowers

I went to the Farmers Market last night to buy flowers for myself. So much more rewarding than cheap sandals that don’t fit (even though they were pewter). I thought you’d enjoy this more than my pre-triple digit heat rant and warning that I am going to be sleeveless today (desperate times call for desperate measures). Or the description of the mice in my wall– right behind my chair, the one I read in, nap in and meditate in. Also the five-page list–organized, neat (it’s a thing of beauty I tell you), comforting  (columns and categories) and in the 3D Wonder Woman notebook, that really isn’t being attended to. Because there are flowers, you know. It’s summer.

Advertisements
This entry was posted in Just Life. Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s