This morning I was a bit early for an errand I was running so I walked back to the nearby park and sat between here
And here.
I watched the leaves and tree needles swirl in the water current. Some rotating in circles, some shooting over the rocks and down the stream.
I sat for awhile and thought for awhile and realized that sometimes what is needed comes unexpectedly.
I'm thinking about how to "bee creative."
Change is good.
I'm going to try switching to typepad's "micro blog." Not sure how this will change...
Might be time for cake.