Un-Do

Each day is a mixture of divine and disaster, of choices that simplify or complicate life. 

Lately, I’ve been over thinking, overdoing, and overcrowding; and I am the only one who can stop it.

Jus' Lookin..

 Lately, I’ve been spendin’ lots of time lookin’ down.   I had it in my head that if I could just find a four-leaf clover that I could glide through some of the rough spots that’s been jumpin’ out in front of me this year.  There’s plenty of clover around here…but I haven’t been able to spot a single “lucky one”. 

The other day I started thinkin’ about  my Grandma’s back yard and her Lucky Clover Patch,  seemed to me like luck was plentiful in that yard…and you didn’t have to hunt for it either. 

That’s when I heard her say… “That’s right”

All that bein’ said, I got an envelope the other day

Lean on me

I know they knew, but I never forgot those who stopped to check and those who didn't. 

Our stick family

One more thing...and then I must get on with the duties of the day. The other day Mr. C noticed those little back windshield stick families that some have on the car. He had a grand time trying to figure them out and then asked me how folks might draw "old folks". I said, probably with a stick (what he calls his cane) He told me that Busser would need one and then asked if I needed one...I said no, I preferred a wand. So here you go, from our family to yours. Have a magical Sunday and a "wanderful" week.