I go out into my little cottage to think and meditate but I usually end up moving things around and enjoying all the little treasures I have in there, my gardening books, decorating magazines, and mementos. It smells good because I keep all of my dried flowers and herbs for potpourri. It's just so sweet and wonderful. Yesterday, however, I sat there and was quiet, just quiet. It felt so good to just let the quiet and God's voice catch up with me.
Sometimes, though, I have trouble beating Rascal to the good chair.........................
Till next time,
God bless you,