I have three minutes to blog today. That's it. There's beads for women and now beads for adolescent girls later today and get ready for a workshop tomorrow and another workshop Saturday and catch up on a couple of emails and the biggest thing is take my teaching stuff up to a friend's house and get ready for her garage sale tomorrow. Then home to bed and up at six tomorrow for a two and half hour drive and a twelve hour day. Prayers are snatched--in the car and between things, yet I remember loads of quiet time just two weeks ago, and I'm wondering if that's a luxury that comes back with autumn.