So you know how I wanted to have a picture of myself every month? How that was a thing I said I’d do?
Well, I have zero pictures of me from this month. So instead, you get this picture of a brief moment in my bathroom.
I’m in the room, so it totally counts. I think you can see the shadow of my hand if you look closely enough.
Or, hey, speaking of my hands, which are probably my favorite part of my body (not as default – I have seriously cute hands and feet. But feet pictures are coming next month. Springtime feet.), here is my hand this morning as it clutches my coffee.
It’s a little scraggly, because I did dishes last night and didn’t moisturize properly. I always forget to do that – to take care of myself as well as taking care of everything else. I’m taking part in the reframing collective with Story Sessions and Brandy Walker’s Be course for Lent. Self-care goes right along with those. I’m learning; I’m just doing it slowly.
Here are a few images from our reframing – our finding the extraordinary in the everyday –
I love this little pot on my windowsill. It knows that spring is right outside the window. It is empty now, but soon, it will hold new life.
Chocolate batter for birthday brownies. I love this rich, deep color. And I wish you could smell it, because I totally added rum.
The fence around my apartment building has tree limbs breaking through. A lot of trees were cut down last year to make room for the new apartments next door. But these ones got to stay, and they’re claiming their place.
There will probably be more of this next month…
You know what? I’m going to stop talking about next month. I’m going to stop planning the way that beauty comes. It always changes and surprises me anyway. So I’m going to let it.
Linking up with Amy Young’s Trusting Tuesdays where we discuss our OneWord365. Join us?
Love this 🙂 … and the call to live in the moment and stop worrying about what you (we) WILL do next month.
Thanks, Amy!
A fence with tree limbs breaking through. Aaah! That’s gotta be a metaphor for something. #secretmessage
It’s so intent on breaking through. I’m on its side.