Ten.Two Thousand, Five Hundred & Forty-One
A no-alarm kind of morning.
This light, this light, this light.
A solo lesson.
The imprint of a bird in flight against the glass.
Remembering that the time spent planning today makes for a more ease-full week.
Thank goodness for one more day.
I tell them that the saying in our house is, “No trip, no treat.”
A little preview of what to come.
Grilled chicken with basil and lime corn. Craving all things that taste like summer.
Promising myself hammock + book time tomorrow.