Alright. So this is and shall continue to be a trial run. Blogging is something quite foreign to me and I'm not so sure how I feel about it. So for now, you, dear blog space are an experiment!
Though I already journal I guess this might be an avenue for all those thoughts to surface to the eyes and ears of my dear friends. And to you dear friends I write. For one week--Wednesday to Wednesday--I will answer one question:
Though I already journal I guess this might be an avenue for all those thoughts to surface to the eyes and ears of my dear friends. And to you dear friends I write. For one week--Wednesday to Wednesday--I will answer one question:
What is it that brought flavor to the day?
...what is it that made life sweet, tangible, real, unique, hilarious or hard...
Today I could say that the fresh smell of ripped-up plant leaves caused me to shake my head and laugh [after of course giving my pooch a good "why did you do this" glare]. This 6 year-old plant somehow survives in the 66 degree apartment I live in, but truly, I'm so glad it does. I've had it since it was a wee little thing and it's survived dorm rooms, car rides, holiday re-locations, and hot summer days. What incredible things have happened over the past six years!
Today I could say that the fresh smell of ripped-up plant leaves caused me to shake my head and laugh [after of course giving my pooch a good "why did you do this" glare]. This 6 year-old plant somehow survives in the 66 degree apartment I live in, but truly, I'm so glad it does. I've had it since it was a wee little thing and it's survived dorm rooms, car rides, holiday re-locations, and hot summer days. What incredible things have happened over the past six years!
