Friday, November 11, 2011


It is Indian Summer.
Warm breezes are spinning the wind spinner

I have the sniffles.
I believe in fresh air and sunshine for when I have a cold.

I was so happy to see a butterfly I forgot about my sneezing
for a few minutes.

I am drinking echinacea tea and lots of orange juice.
I am resting in the sun.
I am reading.

I am learning.

There is much to know.

I have many questions.

I forget I am sick
when I am far-far away.

1 comment:

Angie said...

I love your inquisitive mind, Sherry. :) I do believe we may have been 'sisters' in a previous life and that has transcended time and distance to our being soul-sisters on this plane. :) Your birds and butterflies are gorgeous. I do hope your sniffles do not progress--and are soon a memory. Warm hugs and Blessed Be.