Lavender and Old Lace

"come into the garden. . . the cloistered spot where golden lilies tinkled, thrushes sang, and every leaf breathed peace." 'Lavender and Old Lace' ~Myrtle Reed~

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Location: Oregon, United States

"I've always thought my flowers had souls. . . they seem like real people to me. I've seen the roses rubbing their cheeks together as if they loved eachother, and the forget-me-nots are little blue-eyed children, half afraid of rest." 'Lavender and Old Lace' ~Myrtle Reed~

Monday, January 09, 2006

The Start of a "Normal" Week

Today I have the wonderful knowledge that I have a 'normal' week of school ahead of me. I have immensely enjoyed spending time with cousins and friends over the past three weeks, but now it is time to settle into a routine atleast for this week, who knows what next week will hold. As much as I dislike pulling myself out of bed at a reasonable hour, it felt really good this morning. I went throught he 'normal' routine of exercising, spending time reading my bible, praying, and journaling, it was a really good feeling. Now I'm halfway through my school day and am looking forward to doing all my reading sitting in the arm chiar by the window, hearing the rain pound against the window, and sipping a cup of tea as I peruse the pages of Institutes of Biblical Law, Basic American Government, Lies My Teacher Told Me, The Jungle, Moby Dick, and 100 Best Loved Poems. This promises to be an enjoyable and productive afternoon.