Stuffed

It was a beautiful, bright morning and my frustration at being unable to get out continued. I miss my ‘river fix’

I did get my art journal out and start a new page and do some reading.

Garfield has sat beside my bed since I was a teenager.

I’m grateful for the sights and sounds of a beautiful day.

I’m grateful for the opportunity to just sit in silence.

I’m grateful for being able to make plans with friends.