No Monday Portland Image this week. I didn't even have anything in the hopper. I briefly thought about taking the camera out last weekend, but I was very busy ...
... getting a massage, writing Mental Health Assessments and spending Easter with Elizabeth, which means, of course, spending Easter with my goddaughter.
I thought about writing a post on Monday during my long break between group supervision and work, but I caught up in making a home made meal, listening to "Talk of the Nation" and feeling the warm Spring air coming through the windows.
And now I have a few minutes before I need to go to class and I'm writing this pointless post.
The almost point of this pointless post is to tell you how supernatural it is when your spirit slows down long enough to appreciate things you miss when you frantically go from activity to activity. These past 3 years, I wouldn't say that I've had the luxury of slowing down. But I have a teensy bit of that luxury now and it's clear how much I've been missing.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to wash a few dishes.
Because I actually have the time to do so.