Beauty
Beautiful morning, a touch of fog. Lots of dew. Wondering if color and shape from the external world seep into me unconsciously. The softness of this fog bank, the fluffy edges. I was starting...
The colors. The contrasts. The goldenrod holds it. Summer goes out. Wondering about words. Blogging. Stories. A life.
A day of settling in. Cloudy, but no rain. Yesterday, rain kept me inside most of the day except for a walk between showers. I revisited a lot of the works-in-progress I had going...
I am done with traveling and out-of-town visitors for the summer. Relieved. It’s time to settle in and reconnect. I took a very small stitching project with me. A pocket cloth sunflower like Jude...
After being home for about a week, we’re leaving again. Returning September 1st. I feel drained. One thing I know is that leaving makes me appreciate this place even more when I get back.