Good morning! It’s Thursday, and we’re still gazing at the uncreased edges of a new year. It always feels daunting in the beginning. Which pen should we use, what color ink, and what metaphorical words or shapes or scribbles should go on the pages first?
Sorry… the quiet of the morning is the easiest time to think and reflect. At nearly 82, it takes longer. I have fewer responsibilities to juggle, but there are still hopes and dreams.
Clara, thank you so much for this beautiful photo and wonderful poem by one of my favorite poets. Between the news of the world and sadness here at home (our beloved lab Sophie is dying), it's hard to look ahead with hope. Your daily inspiration is treasured.
Unbelievably beautiful picture. Love the colors❣️Worth getting up for, eh?!
“ uncreased edges of a new year”
Love this!
Sorry… the quiet of the morning is the easiest time to think and reflect. At nearly 82, it takes longer. I have fewer responsibilities to juggle, but there are still hopes and dreams.
Thequietofthe mid
Optimism is A choice!
I do so love the early mornings, perhaps because all things seem possible in those quiet hours.
“our hopes…still possible”—a thought to cling to in this new year. Thank you, Clara…
Clara, thank you so much for this beautiful photo and wonderful poem by one of my favorite poets. Between the news of the world and sadness here at home (our beloved lab Sophie is dying), it's hard to look ahead with hope. Your daily inspiration is treasured.
I am so sorry. I hope it is peaceful for her, and that her love and presence in your heart keep you warm forever.
Thinking of you. Hold tight to the moment.
Oh Ginny, I am so sorry. It’s a heartbreaking vigil but such an important one. My love to you and Sophie.