I have been very frazzeled lately with not much time to just sit, read, and be still.
Jane Austen once wrote, "Life seems but a quick succession of busy nothings." I hope that is not entirely true, but sometimes I look back at my week or month and see only a few shining sparks of brilliant moments in between a lot of gray.
Thoreau points out that "It is not enough to be busy. So are the ants. The question is: What are we busy about?"
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Hope you aren't too too busy and that you both are doing well ... keep up your grand work.
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