I've got the blues. Really. The only new pictures I have are of the absolutely shamefully bad work the people who were here on Monday did. So, I'm just going offer up some blues. Even going to skip gratitude today except to say, "Thank You for Everything. I have no complaints whatsoever." (Hah!) It's still a good mantra even if you don't mean it. I was sinking into a deep hole this morning and pulled myself out of it with that sentence.
Today's reminder is that music heals. Here's some healing blues to heal the blues.
I'm 65 - yes I am legally old - years going on twelve or sometimes 6, it depends on the day. Then again, sometimes I feel like I'm 110. I'm agoraphobic, permanently disabled. I live an odd life, but a relatively happy one. I have two cats. Angel - who is as sweet as an angel and as naughty as a devil, and Tara Grace who is sweet and gentle with the voice of a long shoreman and who sneezes a lot.