Here is what I saw and photographed on Sunday.

A common sight to see – the back of Ethan as he walks into my mother’s house. His favorite place to be.
My brain told me to clean the living room.
I tried tidying.
It said ‘clean’ – as in move furniture, wash floors, cull books, dust lightbulbs (yes, my brain is like that) and clean the windows. If you don’t have a shred of obsessive-compulsive tendencies, you would not understand a brain that tells you that if you comply, and do what it wants, all will be well and right with world.
All will be right?! How could I not?
As I cleaned, I found a tragically lost library book. If you know anything about my library habits, I have on occasion had 99 library books out at one time – and I DO NOT lose library books. I searched for it and made it the topic of prayer ~ and here it was wedged behind a small book shelf partnering up with silvery gray dust bunnies in an effort to hid itself.
Now it is found.
All is right with the world.
My brain is good like that.