My original plan for today’s post was to write something very profound. I was going to write something deep, perhaps even wise, and make you all stop to reflect on your lives. I was essentially going to change the world.
Then I sat down with my laptop and I could not bear the thought of all the effort it would take to change the world. Since it’s Monday and I never really got to enjoy the weekend, I’m making today an extension of yesterday. Today it’s gonna be all about the fluff of my life. Lots of pictures, not many words. It’s my Monday gift to you…
Currently my iPhoto library looks like this:
Anyway, I was glad to go on the three-day road trip even though I had just returned from Mesa the day before. After taking all these photos of fall leaves and anything that struck me as beautiful, I’m even gladder [more glad?].
I hope you are as captivated by the season as I have been. Enjoy.
I thrill at the sight of a long, straight bit of railroad track. There’s so much hope in a railroad track.
Oh, and also…I don’t brush my hair anymore. Not worth it. I threw away every brush I own, so any hairstyling I do from now on will be with fingertips, bobby pins and Trash Ties™. Just thought you should know.
Leaves in the gutter–how lovely.
Again with the railroad tracks–I’m sensing a theme.
There. All better. Like chicken soup for the friggen soul.
{Happy Monday.}
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