soul to be. Blown in the wind, and no one
could catch it"
-Joyce Carol Oates
It is hard to believe that the
calendar says it's February
when the thermometer reads
70 degrees. Regardless of
a cold, with spring like temperatures
it's just too hard to stay inside.
My guys and I hiked for miles
enjoying this beautiful planet
and our little spot on it. I was
thrilled to spy a fairy home, a
deer antler shed, lots of wildlife
and numerous feathers.
We came home and all took
a much needed nap, our souls
light and carefree.
Now I am hand winding yarn,
I have some baby knitting to do.
Weekending with Karen