A cloudy day, or a little sunshine, have as great an influence on many constitutions as the most real blessings or misfortunes. ~Joseph Addison

This has been a cloudy summer week.  It’s kinda cozy.

I’m grateful for the trains that snake through Kirkwood all day, every day.  The sound of the train rattling along gives me such a sense of peace and reminds me how small I am while still connected to the big old world rumbling along doing its business. Except when I’m late and railroaded.  Then its more of a sense of something less peaceful.


Loved watching School of Rock with the kiddos on a rainy evening last night.  Jack Black is a crazy man.  Max is the bear in the bottom right.


Grateful to see this deer hanging out in the old cemetery by the pool; she looked peaceful.  I told Max about it and he thought the deer must have been visiting her mom who was buried there.  ???