It has been a beautiful day for me. I accomplished nothing more than gathering wildflowers and Beauty Berries and a magnolia cone and planting some lettuces.
That was enough. That was plenty.
I read. I napped. I walked. I planted. I thought.
I have a chicken pot pie in the oven with carrots and celery and onions and potatoes and green beans and corn and peas. I am going to make a salad with greens and apples and pecans.
It has been a day of recharging. It has been a day of refilling the buckets.
Should I make oat bran muffins?
Ah. The Big Questions.
I love days like this.