A rainy Sunday in the Pacific Northwest.
Nothing much beats that.
A time to huddle and cuddle under the covers (which I did this morning with the kitties).
A time to watch tv indoors and be lazy (which Ace did this afternoon).
A time to be crafty and create (which I did yesterday and again today because I am wicked inspired and am making the time to tap into that part of myself).
A time to recognize the beauty of a rainy day and the possibilities it can bring just as much as a gloriously sunny spring day can.
T, I hope you enjoy the pictures. I had you in mind when I snapped them as I was driving back from Impress this afternoon. And damn them for not carrying the Tim Holtz Ranger distress inks. I should have called before I got out and spent some of my $3.45 a gallon of gas fuel.
Peace and Love Peeps. Monday morning will be here before I know it and wouldn't you know it? I have some laundry to finish up before I can get my arse in bed.
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2 comments:
$3.45? holy shit! we haven't broken $3 around here quite yet....that's perhaps the only upside to living in BFN...lol!
Your lucky ass will be smelling it soon enough.
I want to come live in BFN. For some awful reason, gas on the west coast is higher than the national average.
At this rate I am going to start walking everywhere.
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