Won’t You Join Me in My Hiding Place?

My hiding place

Sometimes the whole process of writing a story, taking the photographs, editing the photographs, testing a recipe, writing a recipe, putting the whole thing together on the computer and then, hitting the publish button…can be, well, overwhelming.

Today I wanted to keep it simple.

A bank of fluffy gray clouds sit above my head here on this mid-summer morning.

It’s not particularly warm and yet, it’s not cold.

Perfect for sitting on the deck,

with a cup of tea and a book,

hiding,

until someone needs me,

and comes a lookin’.

Won’t you join me in my hiding place?

Comments

  1. heaven says:

    yes please… i just need a deck. :) enjoy… you deserve it. thank you for all you share with us.

    xx’s and oo’s

  2. Courtney says:

    Yes, please, can I?

  3. You have no idea how appealing this sounds to me right now. My AC went out yesterday, it’s in the 90s in Denver, and I have 10 kids showing up in 2 hours for a Mexican Fiesta cooking class. I’d rather curl up with a book on a not hot but not cold deck!

    • Carrie says:

      Ten kids for a cooking class! You are one brave woman – a/c or not. I will cross my fingers though that some of our cooler temps head your way today.

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