I'm in a foul mood, mostly hormone induced. I hate being that person, but there it is. Once a month, for several days (sometimes for two weeks), I want to stay in bed, pull the covers over my head and make the world go away. It doesn't help that last Saturday was a series of traffic jams, missed opportunities, parking lot meltdowns, not to mention my car trying to hork up a lung. I'm still recovering.
How about instead of whining and complaining, I show you the best part of the day.
I went to South Haven on Saturday to visit my mother and my sister Sarah, who was taking a quick vacation to see her parents this weekend (our mom, her dad, complicated family). It was a lovely visit and a stunning day.
There were so many people on the pier, getting a decent (interesting) picture of the lighthouse wasn't really possible, so I just took one of the graffiti.
Now I'm going home. Maybe pull the covers over my eyes.
I'm sorry. Would an enormous bar of chocolate help? You have my permission to have one.
ReplyDeleteI love the graffiti picture.