I tried to concentrate today, I had a warp to put on for pinwheel towels. The first two sections I wound on were such a mess, I ended up winding them right back off.
Still worried and distracted. "L" said it's time for a ride.
That was a pretty good idea, so come along for a little tour of the tundra up here in northeast NY.
It was time to take a break.
Talk about snowed in.
So bear with me, OK? If I seem a little off, I probably am.
Sometimes life just unfolds, the way life does, and we are left wondering what just happened?
It is easy to get complacent, and take this good life for granted. It is also easy to think that it will never change. But life is change.
The hardest part is not knowing what is over that hill. Sometimes it is just plain damn scary.
No one likes having to walk across that slippery log.
And sometimes the mountain looks formidable.
What I would really like is to have these worries fly away. Be gone.
But can you tell by my face? Sometimes it is what it is.
Buck up, little camper.
So keep praying, ok?