I Love Saturday

I have had such a lovely day. I tried to sleep in, but unless I'm just completely exhausted or sick I can't stay in bed once I'm awake. I slept until almost 8 this morning, and tried very hard to go back to sleep, but I just couldn't. I read for a little bit, and finally just got up and went to the studio to play for awhile.

Shortly after 11 I headed out to Roy's for my usual Saturday lunch. As often happens on Saturday, I ran into Alan. We were in Leadership class together and I really like him. He's a talented artist and is always fun to bump into. I don't know that I've ever run into him anywhere else, but every few Saturdays we'll both be at Roy's at the same time, which is fun.

After Roy's, on the spur of the moment, I decided to drive down to Quivira. It was very cold here last night - 11 degrees - and there was lots of ice in the water at Quivira. I've never seen it like that. Unfortunately, my camera battery was dead. But, the Treo came to the rescue.

Where you see the stripes in the water - that's where it's frozen. The darker parts are the ice, and although you can't really tell here there were also parts that were slushy and then parts that were liquid.



It was odd the parts that were frozen and the parts that were thawed. At some of the edges, there were piles of what looked like shards of glass that was the ice that had been shoved into the shore by the waves.



It was certainly different than I had ever seen it look before.






I was back in town before 3. I've just been puttering around the house since then. I haven't been back outside. I took a nice bubble bath and read a magazine and then did a little journaling. I had planned to catch up on some correspondence, but didn't get that done yet. Maybe tomorrow.



All in all it has been a nice day. Tonight I've baked two cakes for the MHA's potato bar fundraiser we're doing on the 18th. I've also cleaned the stove up - really cleaned it. That's just not a project I really enjoy, but I sure like having it done.

Now at almost 1 a.m. I think it's time for me to head upstairs. I want to paint a little while before I go to bed.

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