Have you ever been so busy doing things for other people that when you finally get free time, you're too pooped do something YOU want to do?
I was feeling like that recently. Still, I forced myself to do something on my day off that brought me much peace and joy. I made homemade relish!
It took most of the day to complete the process. Early in the morning I went to the garden and picked cucumbers, green tomatoes, and cabbage. Then to the store to get sweet onions, red peppers, and spices. While I chopped veggies and later ladled the concoction into canning jars, I felt not only a sense of calm, but a feeling of great accomplishment.
So, I thank my husband for having such a green, green thumb, and I thank God for bestowing in me the ability to appreciate simple pleasures...even if I'm pooped!
Welcome Reader:
Whether you've just now tuned in to my life, or have been keeping up with my inner thoughts for quite some time now,
I welcome you.
Though you may or may not be entertained by my thoughts, it is for MYSELF that I pen a blog.
As a writer, I enjoy expressing myself.
When I write long romance novels, I am inside my head so much, I forget to focus on reality.
By writing once and a while on my blog, when the mood hits me, I have the freedom to come and go.
To pull up a chair and order lemonade or an ice cream sundae.
To either gobble it down, or eat it ever so slowly...
...until it melts into a concoction that resembles mushy milk.
Pull up a chair! Have a read. I hope you enjoy it.
I do...and that's what really matters.
I welcome you.
Though you may or may not be entertained by my thoughts, it is for MYSELF that I pen a blog.
As a writer, I enjoy expressing myself.
When I write long romance novels, I am inside my head so much, I forget to focus on reality.
By writing once and a while on my blog, when the mood hits me, I have the freedom to come and go.
To pull up a chair and order lemonade or an ice cream sundae.
To either gobble it down, or eat it ever so slowly...
...until it melts into a concoction that resembles mushy milk.
Pull up a chair! Have a read. I hope you enjoy it.
I do...and that's what really matters.
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