Not sure what I should say this morning. Just thinking I need to post. Outside my window the sun is just rising. There is this amazing gradient of color from black (the tree silhouettes in the distance) to light blue (the fog bluring more distant trees) and then a purple that fades into an intense pink of sky. It is really beautiful and if I don’t look directly down then I can’t see the mess that is my own driveway. The wood pile of scrap wood from our unfinished construction, the cars that don’t fit in our garage because tools are there, or the messy garden I’ve yet to put to bed.

This week: send out a slew of writing that is sitting in my office complete and previously rejected. Clean house? It is getting kind of frustrating how much crap my kids take out and don’t put away.