Someday I will write again, but this is a season of images. My heart and mind feel so heavy with ideas I dug out my journal again this morning, but it is too overwhelming to refine my messy thoughts for this space.
This picture is from my trip to see my oldest. I smile as I think about sauntering around her new town, and peeking into the courthouse to see what was up. I think we spent half an hour in there taking pictures. Why not? We had no where we had to be, which made this a real vacation.