I can easily say this was one of the best weekends I’ve had in months, and for some of the most ordinary reasons. I read, drank coffee, took walks, went to church, ate brunch, spent time with family around the firepit, watched episode after episode of The Killing, and almost all of it with David. It was all very worthwhile. I felt a weight lifted, the unexplained emotional burden jabbing at me all week had gone. I hope to have more weekends like it soon.
It’s so true that it doesn’t matter where you are or what you’re doing–if you’re in pain physically or otherwise, it all turns sour. And the opposite is certainly true. Your photos, as always, are inspiring. I just realize that to me they embody that “present and content” idea. They make me want to sit still and look.