The many joys of Liberty are countless and as diverse as the people who enjoy it.

This morning’s events were common and regular, almost a ‘Same Old, Same Old’ kind of thing, but not.

The church I attended could have been anywhere at any time in an immense number of faiths, or not at all. Liberty.

My attire could have been any, from scanty to elegant. Mine was simple: hose and heels, long, flowing skirt, simple blouse. Liberty.

We sang Patriotic songs in our close gathering in the Fellowship Hall as our Sanctuary is enjoying a fifty-year makeover. Liberty.

Our Pastor spoke from Scriptures of the Holy Bible.  Liberty.

Later in the day I read and studied and read some more the information on Amazon’s Createspace.  Liberty.

My present project is a book about our Adventures in Garage Sales, and later another collection of stories, and then several more adventures in Writerly pursuits. Liberty.

Looking around me, watching TV or driving around town, or a quick run to the store for supper supplies, all I see is Liberty.