hard times, hard times. come again no more.

so the end of last week was not the best time ever.  but the weekend was filled with good friends and good food.  and what a difference that makes! 

and now, i'm sitting here with my computer, my coffee, and one cat.  it's early on monday morning, a cool breeze is causing the curtains in the living room to billow in just the way i like, and the sun is beginning to rise.  birds and crickets are chirping and the neighborhood is starting to wake up. it's a new beginning.

thank God that we get these new starts in all kinds of doses--new days, new weeks, new months.  who needs to wait for a new year?!

this monday morning feels hopeful.  and for that i am glad.