Quiet

Sometimes this whole blog thing really stumps me.  I mean, how in heaven's name am I supposed to translate the complicatedness of life into a few words on this screen?  I'd need to write every morning and every night, digging deep, and carefully crafting words and sentences into inspiring things of beauty.  

Oh yeah, I guess some people actually manage to do that.  [They call it writing.]

I have had the time & creative energy lately to make quite a few scrapbook pages.  I guess I'm just a more tactile type and prefer to do my crafting with paper and scissors.

Here's one I finished up tonight that was quite fun to make.

Still stunned by the news from Haiti.  There's just not much to say other than "Lord, have mercy."