Three-thirty this afternoon I told the Goblin I was thinking of going for a walk. ‘You don’t have long,’ he said. ‘The sun is already starting to set.’ I put on two sweaters (and one of my trusty knit hats which make me look like Santa fired me for insubordination) and headed off with my camera hoping there would be enough light filtering through the trees (the sun was already low in the sky when I set off) to take photos of something…






Cari,
I’m so delighted that you are feeling up to taking your lovely walks again, and sharing all of your delightful photographs. Your emails are a pleasure.
Thanks,
Teresa
@Teresa Thomas Bohannon
It felt really good to get out. This morning I looked out the window at the cold fog and jumped back under my covers. I’ve been sliding backwards so after thinking about what might help, I found two self-hypnosis books/CD’s. I’m going to brainwash myself into wanting to eat healthy and be healthy. As long as the woman’s voice isn’t annoying it should be alright. I can’t remember what they’re called, but I’ll let you know how they go. If I suddenly start sounding like I’ve been reprogrammed by Jane Austen…well what could be wrong with that? I hope you have a lovely Thanksgiving!!!