talents, reading, and coffee crises.

'Tis a speechless day. 

Didn't wake up at a remarkable time. 

Haven't done anything remarkable, except for much less computer time. 

Oh, and wearing this racer-back dress to feel cooler. 

Making coffee with some of the last of almost-forgotten reserves. Yikes. That needs to be remedied. Finally doing the David study today. 

And make the beginnings of Dad's favorite broccoli salad thing-- broccoli, run through the dang food processor on the grate blade; Marzetti's slaw sauce, minced crispy bacon, and sunflower seeds. 

Hmm. I'm on my third cup of my last reserves--Caribou coffee blend. Gosh. We ran out of the normal dark roast we get at our co-op for a nice price. How did we get that way?!?!?!

Well. That's me, staying up late reading, needing that coffee in the morning so I can stay awake.
:)

As it dripped, hot and dark, filling the kitchen with the lovely aroma, I put my hand on my heart for dramatics, mostly. 

"I feel a calm come over me when I watch it brew."

Anna laughed. "You're weird."

See those hooks? That's what I was talking about in the beginning of this post. It's so darn handy to have so many.

They go on forever.

I love it.

The cup was burning hot from the fresh coffee, so my thumb could barely touch it.

But I took the picture anyways.

Don't look at me like that.

This is my stack of books lately.

Anna just read The Heart Mender book I won in that blog giveaway by Abbie. Oh my word, go check out her new little blog! She hasn't posted since the first one, but really, it has a ton of promise. :) And it does have a cute name, doesn't it? heh heh.

So I'm reading Chateau of Echoes. It's really really good, and since the author, Siri, is a military wife and has obviously traveled a lot, all the interesting details are just that: interesting and real.

You can see I'm enjoying it very much. And have plans to buy all her books over the course of....well....the future. ;)

I've done 2 days of the David study so far today.

Just lovely.

I loved this part of inbetween narrative in the study...

God does not play favorites. 

Anyone who cries out to Him, He answers.

Anyone who surrenders to His call, He uses.

1 Samuel chapters 21-23

To be honest, I stared at the huge stack of mostly primed canvases earlier and felt quite...nothing. Maybe that oil painting shop ruined me for a while.

Feeling quite untalented when I'm not at all practiced in creating Italianate land-and-city-scapes. But oh well, ya know? Not everyone is meant to paint like Picasso or . . . whoever all those canvases were by. Everyone's got their own...thing....don't they? Their own little talents.