A Day of Rest

Dear Diary,

With the beautiful week we've had; I've been in the garden everyday all day! I think today may be a Sunday of reading and rest. Emerson seems to concur although he never has a problem with taking a nap in the middle of any day.

This is my sitting room, where I read, rest and reflect...my 3 R's. Cozy, surrounded by my books. I use to crawl into the linen closet, a big, walk-in affair with deep shelves, when I was very young with a book and a flashlight to hide out and read. It was a warm comforting place with the smell of fresh sheets that had hung out to dry. Wonderful memory.

Lost in revery today...