just sitting.

taking a rest to think and ponder
and knit. 
just sitting. 
thinking about the golden hour fading fast, 
and french. 
and how i should go outside soon and just 
enjoy the weather with a cup
of tea and 
a comfy sweatshirt. 

listening to imagined guitar strings. 
a new tune seems to waft through
my brain. 
i want to
write it down. 
but i force myself to 
just sit. 
i need to not rush. 
i hum in my mind so i do not forget
the simple melody 
which
means so much 
to me
already. 

whimsy. 
i've been feeling 
shy lately. 
i blush easily in large groups
of people i don't know as well. 
and have the most wonderful
times
with my small circle i love so dearly. 
i need to laugh more. 
i smile. 
but laughter- 
i need to laugh 
so much more

i cry too easily. 
but good cries- 
i know those
well. Jesus has been doing
so much 
in my heart.                                                      i don't know what i would do without Him. 

i love being creative.
but i need to
pull out my camera more often. 
and take advantage of the sunrise. 

i'm still sitting. 

j'adore. tu adore. nous adore. 

hmmm. 
*deep breath*
roasted brown potatoes. 
i just dropped a stitch. 
i'm thinking with my hands
now. 
it is hard
to sit still
unless i have something to 
do with my hands
which may or may
not
be a good thing. 

i should be
just sitting. 
thinking. 
pondering. 
listening. 
remembering. 
cherishing. 
focus. 

i think i'll go outside now.

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