A Rhythm All Its Own

I arise in the morning torn between a desire to improve the world and a desire to enjoy the world. This makes it hard to plan the day. ~Elwyn Brooks White

What do you get when you cross “extraordinary” loved ones that still talk to me, work load blessings beyond belief, memorable road trips, while living through a remodel to renovate a 148 year old building?

It’s either a sh*t load of patience or … immense gratitude.

Probably both … but I haven’t had enough coffee to make up a new word.

Still looking for that rhythm that I thought I once had.

Silly rabbit, Trix are for kids.

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