August in Ogden.
The sky is a sort of muzzy biscuit color. The mountains are bleary and indistinct.
The Sunsets are amazing.
The atmosphere seems to suit my mood.
Amber, Rosie, Lois, Briden, Midge, Gidget, Eddie, Junie and I are still spending our days being as creative and productive as we can be. Most days we are also happy, goofy, and giggly.
This week has been hard.
My world got smaller. Heaven got bigger. I don't know what to say at such times except I will miss a dear, kind friend, and my heart hurts for those she's left behind.