I’ve taken a little respite from posting. The morning after the evening I arrived home from Scotland, I drove to Connecticut to attend the funeral of a distant, but close member on my dad’s side of the family. Three hours down and three hours back. Sometimes it was bumper to bumper on the Merritt, other times 70MPH was an option. I stayed awake and sooo glad I made the effort, but the next two days I took it easy, sitting in the silence and knitting.
Now, here it is Monday and I’m back in balance—that is until the end of the week when we go to Vermont for a few days and then come home to July 4th celebrations. My hum-drum and yet lively life, always looking for silence, solitude and simplicity—but not too much of it. Very grateful.
Now, here it is Monday and I’m back in balance—that is until the end of the week when we go to Vermont for a few days and then come home to July 4th celebrations. My hum-drum and yet lively life, always looking for silence, solitude and simplicity—but not too much of it. Very grateful.