Happy Memorial Day. (and Happy Birthday to Bruce and Norman) The flags are flying and the rain is falling. The studio is to dark for me to paint. (I should be finishing the still life that I sketched at ART in the Garden last week)
The laundry is already started, I took a bath and washed my hair. My ambition is on low and my inspiration is even lower. Would that be *extra low?
Last night I received an email from a beloved friend. She is struggling… but has the best attitude. I wish that she would bottle her positive feelings and then sell some of them to me. This beloved friend has been diagnosed with Lupus.
If you could, during your day today, send good thoughts and sweet prayers for her. You do not need her name. God knows her. She is the kindest person I have ever met and I am honored to call her my friend.
Larry and I wish you a happy Memorial Day. Today is a day of remembrance and thankfulness. We don’t have to be at the beach or grilling out….we just need to be thankful and remember.
I just ran out in the rain to put the flag in the mailbox planter.
Love you beyond the moon.
Me