Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Revisiting winter beauty in sleeping crepe myrtle. Oh, I love that stuff.
Figuring out that my lack of inspiration for a photo montage means that I need to go find these pictures of grace - fresh, new - soon.
Grateful for sleep last night, for feeling better today, for answered prayers (thank you for praying, friends), for sunlight in my eyes as I type.
Having breath, feeling baby movement and strengthening womb, drawing anatomy of my face with cold little girl fingers trying to figure me out - "lips, sad?, zit?, eyes..."
Replaying unexpected before-sleep conversation, stolen midnight moments.
Beauty in crazy, new supposed-to-be-un-pressured moments broken by toddler interruptions - for hug... after hug... after hug this morning.
Almost wishing to rewrap this Piper-gift that is so much chaos in my world sometimes.
Planning to bake cookies with her. Germs and all. Promise not to send them to anyone.
Shared today with Chatting at the Sky for Tuesdays Unwrapped.
Original, unprompted material to come at some point soon. I'm disenchanted with my own writing at the moment. And disenchanted with Blogger, which spontaneously ambushed all the permalinks in my archives. Anybody have any suggestions?
(Image © Informal Moments Photography)