life of a georgia Artist

Photo by  Lauren Kay  on  Unsplash Recently I have been stuck on thinking about Sunday being the lazy day. It is a day we give our selves the grace to self care, to do nothing, to linger longer, to take our time with everything! Life seems even better on a Sunday. Some of us are up and heading to church, some read the paper and stay in bed, some of us are jogging (why? haha) and some of us are sipping our coffee and lingering on the front porch in our PJ's. Life on a Sunday seems a bit calmer just because it is Sunday. We lay around, we do more together, we make brunch, we do it though at such a pace that it is enjoyable. We take more time to give our family food made with love, not out of obligation to feed them.  Sunday is the day of rest. The cat in the above photo has the right idea. He or She is enjoying the bed a little bit longer. Cats know how to do life. I imagine this cat waking and then knowing it is a Sunday, rolls over and goes back to sleep. Oh the life

So another Sunday is upon us. Today All weekend it rained. Yesterday was spent curled up reading finishing another book. Summer of reading is at book 16 now. Book 16 is Alice Munro, Too Much Happiness. I just finished The Provence Cure for the Brokenhearted by Bridget Asher. I highly recommend it. It was an amazing book. You know its good when you feel part of the characters lives, you are rooting for them and when you are done with the book you are sad. Today started like every other Sunday. I went to church and heading down to my favorite coffee house. Books in hand,bible for church, journal for writing. I went to the coffee house, bought my lunch and sat at a table by the window. I loved the natural light. I am drawn into it. I sat and bathed in the light. I sipped on my coffee , ate my lovely lunch and got out my 16th book and dove in. I devour books like there is no tomorrow. I engulf myself into the location of the story. I absorb the characters and their lives fill me. I s