Mondays are my favorite day of the week. This is the day that I catch my breath. #Today, I stop and look around and rest a bit.
I enjoy unhurried coffee, unhurried exercise, and unhurried reading.
Perhaps, I may even write ✍️ today!
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Come hang out with me Tuesday night!
Does anyone have a FOSS alternative for Facebook events that they like?
Here are #3goodthings for March 12, 2023
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An amazing breakfast conversation with a good friend.
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I think my sermon didn’t suck.
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There was no traffic between Ypsilanti and Flint!
Today’s phot blog prompt is, shiny.
This ring is the shiniest thing I own and yet it pales in comparison to the one whom it represents.
I have finally figured out my approach to this whole fediverse thing. Thankful to finally have found micro.blog and so now the consolidation has begun. I can finally have one place for all my social musings as well as photos and long form writing!
I have finally figured out my approach to this whole fediverse thing. Thankful to finally have found micro.blog and so now the consolidation has begun. I can finally have one place for all my social musings as well as photos and long form writing!
If the Red Wings can hold on and win this game, it would be such a great win. It points to the reality that they are truly improving. The Yzerplan is real. 🏒
How about #3goodthings for March 11, 2023?
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We arrived home safely from Florida
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Naps!
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Quality time with my Aunt Mo
Photo blogging challenge for March 11, gimcrack.
Here are #3goodthings for March 10, 2023
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A quiet gorgeous morning on the patio.
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Breakfast with some of my favorite people, but Libby in particular.
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Sitting in the shade at a ball field.
Jumping in for the Micro Blog photoblog challenge for March.
March 10: Ritual
The morning coffee…
Currently reading: The World-Ending Fire by Wendell Berry 📚
As I continue to slowly work my way through this text, I am reminded that I live too fast. I don’t savor life and am rarely as present as I would like to be.
One last delightful warm and sunny morning before returning to the misery that is Michigan’s March.
