Morning

The funny thing about wearing glasses? What do you do in the morning when you cant see to find them?

After three weeks at Easton today I am unpacked FINALLY and instead of the place looking like a confused whirl of clusterfludge it just looks like I need to clean up.

I've gotten up blogging two mornings in a row and wanted to again today in my window in front of the sun and grand magnolia tree.

Thought I'd put on my Itunes and when I turned the computer on Fisherman's Blues started

in my head. I hit scramble and guess what was the first song?

Aaaa, fabulous. So it shall be that kind of day...