Do you ever just wake in a state of dread and grumpiness not knowing exactly why? Yesterday I battled it by whipping out my guitar and singing Psalm 89 back to God. This morning I'm battling it with a thankful heart through pics.
Precious girl, books inspiring, comfy Momma's bed, warm daylight...I am truly blessed.
Artful mind, eyes for beauty, nimble fingers, tender heart...I give thanks!
