Some times the universe tells you to stop and breathe when all you want to do is go, go, go. But, then you stop, take a deep breath, and realize its not so bad…it is actually pretty darn nice😎
Don’t you hate when the universe is right?
Stop and Smell the Flowers
I just read your post while sitting in our sunroom looking out into the woods. A bit of Frost poetry came to mind. “The woods are lovely, dark and deep, but I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep. And miles to go before I sleep.” Thanks for triggering that bit of loveliness in my mind. I hope to show you our new space one day. I take a mini-vacation every time I come out here. My “stop and smell the flowers” space!