For most of us, making time to write will always be something of a struggle. With family, friends, and financial obligations all vying for our attention, it takes determination to put pen to paper.
This past week, I found myself with the time to write. But I did not write. Instead, I gave myself permission to make time for life. And this is what I did.
Shoveled dirt like a Duchess:
Constructed raised vegetable gardens with my husband:
Planted pine trees and pear trees:
Hung laundry on the clothesline:
Enjoyed fireworks from the front yard:
Watched movies, both equally strange but good:
But the best part? I SLEPT IN!