I close once or twice a week & have grown to enjoy it.
This morning was so quiet. Joshua left early and I slept.
He left the pot of coffee on for me to have a cup.
I fed myself and read.
Did dishes & a load of laundry.
Was thankful and quiet.
There was enough time to feel and be inspired.
Beauty is mysterious as well as terrible. God and devil are fighting there, and the battlefield is the heart of man.