I seem to have lost my voice.
It's as if I go one step forward and at least three back.
I don't want to come here and complain about everything, yet I know if I do people will understand.
Instead, I'm quiet.
I'm knitting.
and reading.
and starting to think about making the holidays a special time.
The mornings have been cold but the days warmer than usual for this time of year.
I'm in the car....a lot, but not as much as I use to be since Ryan gave up hockey.
Which was a good decision.
I don't pick up my camera as near as often as I should.
But, I'm looking forward to photographing a young mom's twin boys.
They are two and they make me yearn for the time my guys were two.
So that's it for tonight.
I'm listening to a viola and a trumpet as I write this.
So I guess things are good, if they are at least practicing.