Tonight my family has gone to the Fall Party over at the Brookshire's with all the rest of our church. I figure, I can either go be cold and dazed or stay home and be cozy and quiet. Guess which I chose?
Plans for this evening?
- Talk to my sister, Steph, on the phone.
- Clean the house ... some.
- Listen to more of The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe.
- Pick up a couple of things at the grocery store.
Ahh, a restful evening. Interruptions seem to zap my energy. A restful evening for me is one where I can quietly focus on a few things. Different people relax in different ways. Somehow if I can stay a little busy and focus on one thing at a time, after a while I feel rested and refreshed.
Yesterday when my hubby and I went for a walk on Mulberry Street again, I took my camera along to show you what I see.

Our street, Walnut, isn't too shabby either.

2 comments:
I am so thankful you are feeling better.
And what beautiful pictures!
::snif:: That's not what you were supposed to say at all! You really meant "Ah and whenever my beautiful, staid, dulcet family is gone the house is mournful with the absence of those dove-like voices!"
Or, like, you could come back to our time dimension and say what you did. Rest is good.
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