Retreat Part Deux

I’m slipping back into retreat this morning as my mind shifts back to writer mode. But the green beans I spied in the garden yesterday, when I watered for the first time after a soggy week, nag me. I’m pretty good at filtering out distractions in favour of writing time. But those beans. Dang.

Thanks so much for stopping by. I'm here most mornings with a photo and a few words about ordinary extraordinary things and, sometimes, thin places where faith intersects.
4 comments
  1. If I don’t tend to the veggies, the deer will get them, so…

    1. Yes, the garden waits for no one.

  2. Ha! I love this. So real.

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