woke up to a pink-purple sky and then grey and rain and the sound of tires on a damp street. truthfully this is my favorite kind of day—so long as it's not cold.
after getting coffee, opening all the windows and lighting my morning candles, i read a little of each of these books.
starting my morning with encouraging and inspiring words is one of those slow-living practices that helps me put the days events into perspective and take them one-at-a-time.
my appetite for reading has always been insatiable but all too often i let the busyness of life get in the way of my love for it.
but the warmer months are always ones in which i have an easier time making reading a priority. due to the decks of boats, sun splashed grass, ocean kissed shores and, like today, a calm fresh air filled castle swathed in early morning light and the promise of a new day ahead that will be whatever i choose to make of it.