I love Tuesdays. Like Thursdays, they are buckle-down-and-tend-to-business days. By Tuesday, one is over the shock of Monday, and has yet to reach Wednesday–over the hump day, they call it–when a lot of people inevitably start thinking about…Friday.
Tuesdays are faded quilt days. They are watercolor days. They are lovely, tea in china cups days.
Tuesdays, especially at this time of the year, are days to have split pea soup simmering in a crockpot. New books and DVDs come out on Tuesdays. I plan on lighting a fire, writing a new chapter, and doing some sketching, painting backgrounds, or whatever. Just as long as it involves paint, paper and/or glue, and is messy.
See you Wednesday. No doubt most of us (the lucky ones) will be thawing out turkeys and shaking out tablecloths.
All the things we have to be grateful for? The start of a thousand other blogs.
Enjoy your Tuesday. It has charms all its own.