Yea, the sparrow hath found an house, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, even thine altars, O Lord of hosts, my King, and my God.
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Saturday, June 11, 2011
Off my game
Sorry, everyone. I guess I'm a little preoccupied.
Truth is that I think I've finally run out of things to say.
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Run out of things to say? Why do I doubt that? :)
ReplyDeleteTalk about dessert.
ReplyDeleteYou're in my prayers, daily, Hilary.
ReplyDeleteLinda
Preoccupy yourself as long as you need - don't worry about me; I'm coping... just!
ReplyDeleteCan't you post pictures of your outfits? - Karen
ReplyDeleteI can imagine it's hard to maintain the steam it takes to run a blog and a regular writing gig.
ReplyDeleteI hope you're up to full steam soon. Take it easy.