I woke up this morning (yay!) and the world was super cold. It wasn't cold inside the house. How lucky was that, really? How cool to have a warm house, right?
I took this image of one of the bedroom windows.
It felt like a meeting of spaces--a liminal moment.
Those kind of moments? They are spaces full of uncertainty and of choice.
Today--every day--is that sort of moment. You make choices throughout the day about who you are, what you'll do, what you want to put out there into your world, your home, your community.
I hope you make choices that you feel good about. I hope you make memories that make your heart sing.
I'll try to, too.
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This could be an Alison Rector painting!