Sunday, October 22, 2017

“As Rosemary is to the spirit, so Lavender is to the soul.”

~ Unknown

I snipped the last of the lavender a couple of days ago and set a vase on my kitchen windowsill, but not before taking the fragrant bunch down to the woman cave for some photos. The lavender spikes so pretty, the fragrance fresh and simple; it’s a soothing flower.

I spent a solitary and silent day yesterday writing and working on a project. By suppertime, when Gerry arrived home, my neck and shoulder ached and I was depleted, reminiscent of how I felt during the years when I was writing my book.  It was painfully delicious.


I’m a writer, reader, and creative. I thought by now I’d have things figured out, but I keep coming up with more questions. I think that’s okay. I’m here most mornings pondering ordinary things and the thin places where faith intersects.
1 comment
  1. I know the feeling, especially the neck pain. Lavender is soothing – this image and its fragrance.

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