Saturday, January 9, 2010

Thoughts on a Saturday Morning

So here I am on a Saturday morning...thinking, writing and listening to jazz guitar.

It is so cold outside and the dogs still want me to take them for a walk...silly animals 14 degees is too cold. The snow is so light and powdery that is looks like is was blown there by God in a playful mood.

The fire crackles in the background and Sharon is starting to move around upstairs. I am such a blessed man. To be warm, cared about, with things that will need to be done today...