I have been listening to Brooke Fraser's Flags. I *finally* bought the album and have only just heard bits of it but I'm sure I'll love it. I mean, it's Brooke.
I have been wearing denim and sailor stripes.
I am thankful that uni has started for another year. Learning! Books! Writing! Excuses to read lots and lots of children's stories!
I am pondering Valentine's Day and what it means for different people.
I am reading Darius Bell and the Glitter Pool. If the title is not enough to pull you in, it's by Odo Hirsch, you know.
I am thinking about Tom Hanks' youthful demeanour (Sleepless in Seattle is on, okay?).
I am creating mess -- constantly, it would seem.
I am hoping and praying that I will learn to find the roots of my identity in the unchanging reality of who I am in God, instead of basing it on what I do, or how people see me, or what I fail to do.
One of my favourite things is finding little facebook messages from my excellent cousins.
A picture-thought I'm sharing is from an art lesson with little brother on Friday. The theme of our exercise was 'calm'; the one brush in each hand thing was his idea. Ambidextrous art!
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Carla -- I did indeed, Carla-girl :D.
Bette -- I want to be hugged by you within an inch of my life!
Asea -- I will even go so far as to be your fairy godmother!!
Samantha R. -- :D