Feels as though I've been hibernating this January and my husband tells me I just need a plan.
He is probably right.
This new year started up right on cue and I have been wordless ever since. Quiet.
Hungry and just wanting to fill up and spill over.
I just keep waiting for words. Perhaps a plan isn't a bad idea either.
And I think the words are coming soon. As for the plan ... well, I could tell you I had one.
But then I would just be fibbing.
So much love to you, dear friends, as this New Year unfolds. I'll be back soon. Seriously.