Rejoice in the Lord always. Again, I say rejoice!
- Philippians 4:4

This is the bird room in our house... this is where I am choosing to spend my afternoon with homework. 

"Dear old world', [Anne] murmured, 'you are very lovely, and I am glad to be alive in you."

This is me this week. Heather ANNE. I can not stop admiring the world. The loveliness of it. And I am so very glad to be alive in it.

This week, the sun has arrived. It is our yearly clear January week. It is cold and crisp at night. Foggy and icy in the mornings. And sunny and clear in the afternoons. I will have bouts of cheerfulness when the drizzle returns Wednesday, but for the days that Mrs. Sun displays her confidence, I will rejoice in her.

The loveliness of the world the past few days has increase my vocabulary. Well... the loveliness mixed with some reading of British dramatics and Gothics. I have been admiring casualties, as if they were novelties. and turning normals into extremes.

I have been chasing the sun, capturing the majestic mountains, and glorifying in the day.