Pain...

This morning is painful...sitting upon the child...stupid oclock in the morning...grumble, mutter, grumble...I'm wearing an extra pair of crankypants.

Hope Master Yu doesn't mind me napping...


Theres a peace I find here, eventhough this hasn't been my home in years.

I.m watching the magnolia blossoms bob lazily in the cool morning breeze. There.s a symphony of birdsongs playing, as the squirrels dance lighly atop the garage roof.