One Hundred Fifty One.

I know it doesn't seem that way

But maybe it's the perfect day

Even though the bills are piling

And maybe Lady Luck ain't smiling

 

But if we'd only open our eyes

We'd see the blessings in disguise

That all the rain clouds are fountains

Though our troubles seem like mountains

 

There's gold in them hills

There's gold in them hills

So don't lose heart

Give the day a chance to start

- Ron Sexsmith (w/ Chris Martin), Gold in Them Hills

 

Overslept today. Wound up staying home and doing some work on photos instead of heading in to write at the coffee shop. I guess I'm taking off until Thursday since I'll be out of town for the next two days doing a vareity of other stuff. But that's ok. It will give me more time to think about how I want to handle the new scenes I've got swirling in my head.

 

I've been doing a lot of really quickie shots lately, this one included. I've just been kind of tired and unmotivated where my 365 is concerned. I'll muscle through, though. I remember these lulls from Year One. They come and go. That's what makes a 365 challenging, after all.

 

At any rate, I've gotten pretty good, lately, at muscling through the rough patches.

 

Prints of this photo are for sale in my etsy shop.

 

Musically Challenged: Gold in Them Hills - Ron Sexsmith

TOTW: Musically Inspired

Done