I can’t take any credit for these–they volunteered in the jungle that is my yard. I hear that the land I’m on was once part of a flower farm. I don’t know if that is true or not, but we do have lots of pretty wild flowers.
I am having another day of getting a lot done but not writing. I recognize avoidance when I see it.
Still, I cleaned a rug, I took some pictures of vintage scarves for my Etsy shop, I baked bread, I worked in the garden (planted a raspberry bush/vine), I paid bills. Next up I think I will take a walk, get some real exercise, maybe walk down to the hair-cutting place and see if they can take me. I’ve just let my hair grow wild (like my yard) because I can’t figure out what I want to do with it.
Happy Easter, for those celebrating. I wish I had some Peeps right about now.