My mother is back home on Memory Lane.
The weather is unseasonably warm.
I spend my first free afternoon in a week walking around a few blocks near The Corner Thrift shop.
I don’t see anything beautiful or profound, but I see things that interest me.
I take a few pictures and breathe deeply.
At home, I read a really wonderful blog post by my friend, Cathy.
She shared a quote that sums up my week.
"Life beats down and crushes the soul and art reminds you that you have one” –Stella Adler