Yesterday, I felt as if I were in a real life game of Hide'n Seek. I wandered listlessly down through my friends' blogs and no one was home. For hours. I called, "Come out, come out wherever you are!" Chirrup. Later in the day, I discovered that you all had better things to do.
Yeah? Well so do I. Just consider today a little more of the same old, same old that you were dished yesterday. Don't forget! I have good news coming (so good).
~Best Early View of the Morning~
I'm noticing that the jelly cupboard is getting chipped. Does that mean more character or time for a paint job? Just thinking aloud, Dear One, no need to answer.
Remember how I told you that the forsythia wasn't blooming? Well it's still not, but it will bloom before another day is past.
In another scintillating decorating mention — this could become a regular feature, aren't you thrilled? — I present to you the light switch.
~Before and After~
I'm going to miss my Christmas switch. That house looks exactly like one I see daily, minus the snow, the lantern, the gifts, the lovely purply light.
Wait! Sometimes we do have purply light.
~Purply Light ? ~
Okay, so it's really not so purply. What would you call it? Smoky blue? Mariner blue? Blue?
I was visiting Raising Jane yesterday where she linked to a great site that features letters. I found the best letter ever! It was from C.S. Lewis to a young fan in Florida. He gave her the secrets of writing! Can you believe it? He has a list of suggestions that I have been trying very, very, very hard to follow. Okay, not so much, but I'll do better. You can find that letter *here.*
Now, if that's all the good news I had to share, you might not think it enough. It is, though, trust me on that. My big, so good, good news for those who haven't yet found her again... Brin is back! *My-Messy-Thrilling-Life Brin!*
Yes, and there's other good news, too... a new 14th generation American grandbaby. Congrats to Jill and Bernie and the new parents, too, of course!
There are some little grandbabies—four of them, not yet born, who belong to Linda who are standing in need of ongoing prayer. We are praying. If you pray, please read their story *here.*
All these links should provide lots of reading for a lazy Saturday afternoon. What? It's NOT Saturday yet?
A good Friday to you...