Journaling Page

Outside my window…a cool and green and damp world. The pond ripples slightly in the breeze. The grass is shiny and slippery looking from rain. The sky is gray with brief partings into blue and then back to gray. I’m wishing for snow. Just one little bit of snow before springtime. Please?

I’m listening to…I know I say this a lot, but to the clatter of my fingers typing these words. There are many other sounds that I could go off rambling about, but I am rather fond of this one. I like listening to the click, click, clack. It brings to mind words, and black ink against white page, and paper and more words. Words and paper, is there anything better that one could be thinking about?

I’m wearing…I am feeling rather like someone from the early nineteen hundreds for whatever reason. Which brings to mind Samantha, the American Girl doll, or perhaps it is the other way around? That I am feeling like Samantha today which brings to mind her time period? I think it is the pants I am wearing at the moment, they are black pants that stretch out until there is enough material to make a skirt from them. They remind me of pantaloons that Samantha would wear if she went biking. I am also wearing a cream blouse with dark cream embroidery down the front and my hair is loose and wild at the moment.

I’m reading…Robin Hood by Howard Pyle, a book on the history of Robin Hood throughout the years (still obsessed with Robin Hood you know) and the biography on E. B. White.

I’m creating…I’m feeling in the mood to pick up knitting again. I started knitting a sweater a while back but I was feeling rather discouraged about it *cough* and so I just let it lie. I feel like starting on a new knit hat or something.

I’m thinking…I’m thinking that perhaps I should be thinking something very wise and worth thinking, however obviously I’m not. I’m thinking of instead, of what I’m thinking, which makes things quite confusing, but I’m in a confusing mood so don’t mind me.

I’m grateful for…naps. There is really nothing better than a nap. When you wake up from one the world is just so much better, and it makes everything just more so if you wake up with a little baby head curled next to your arm. I love my baby sister.

Around the house…I’m quite content sitting her typing this. There is nothing else I would rather be doing and I really don’t want to think of anything else that I should be doing. I should be writing this. It’s part of Monday schoolwork, so there we go. *grins*

From the kitchen…I’m considering getting up and going to make a cup of tea or hot chocolate in a moment or two. It’s rather that sort of day.

One of my favorite things…that happy feeling that you get for no reason in particular. Just feeling happy without rhyme nor reason. Well, there is a reason, but you haven’t considered it long enough to give an accurate reason, and are just content to be happy without searching for a reason.

A few plans for the week… waking up tomorrow more motivated for everything. Of course spend time reading, writing, drawing, what would a week be without those things? Dive into my schoolwork with motivation and drive. 

A picture thought I’m sharing…