Regular Days

Oh I've been meaning to snap a picture or two each day - things I notice and love. Years ago I used to do a post like that each week (I think). But this week I'd seem to see a moment and then it would pass as I watched it/lived in it. I suppose that is a good thing. 

Lately, I've been feeling foggy (for lack of a better word). This happens to me at the end of the summer, always. 

The shift. 

Changes.

And so as my mind seems to spin in a way I can't get it to stop I notice just this. 

A window sill - how it sits there, my Beatrix Potter figurines. Happily reminding me of my early mommy days. And as sad as that C A N make me, today, seeing these and their reminder makes me happy. 

And for that I am grateful.