Last week was a week for just trying to make it to Friday. We did. And, then we dove into a full weekend. Friends over, cooking, a party, more cooking, more friends, a mercy project, another party. Rainy Sunday evening found me in front of the fire with a book. It was still raining this morning. Flirting with colds, the children and I drank fresh squeezed grapefruit juice and moved slowly today. It was needful. Mid-afternoon I found myself... alone... at the kitchen table with a few of my favorite things... a camellia, a cup of tea, my Kindle, and my camera. A few moments of solitary bliss. A welcome lull.