I came to the coffee shop this afternoon without knowing what to write about. But this is my writing time, so there’s nothing else on the agenda except this blog post and my cup of coffee. Accordingly, my thoughts have flitted from here to there, which is typical of thoughts when there’s nothing to corral them.
Things I have thought about since sitting down:
1. The dream I had last night, which included Mt. Marathon in Seward, Alaska, the house I grew up in in Kenya, and my husband and sons. It was bizarre, but also totally sensical while it was all happening.
2. My Sunday school lesson from this morning, including the prop of a hard-boiled egg (representing Pharaoh’s hard heart).
3. Frankenstein by Mary Shelley. I’m listening to the audiobook/commentary on the podcast “Storytime for Grown-ups”, and whew, is it a doozy.
4. Ice fishing, archery, and skiing. Sandy’s great at doing activities with the boys, and all three of these were on the agenda for this weekend. All three are also included in the category of “stuff Katie could never do with her kids and therefore is grateful that they have a papa who can”.
5. The weather. We are finally above 20 for our high temperatures for the foreseeable future. Ah, February. Your weather is whispering that spring is coming next month.
That’s the lovely thing about setting aside a time for blogging just for the practice. There’s no pressure, no deadline. If the ideas aren’t fully formed, it’s ok. Because there’s me, my laptop, a coffee, and my happily wandering mind.
And, oh, look. It’s a new post.
Made for Eternity 