A day of creating. Leftovers for dinner. Bits of threads and felt all over the kitchen and living room. A few glue gun burns. A walk at sunset with a friend. A bonfire. The day felt as though it played in real time instead of fast forward. I like that.
We're
in final countdown mode. I am blissfully unaware of how I will get everything done. The bird watching, turtle spoting, cedar sap smelling was just what I needed. The unfurling ferns reminded me that patience and grace are the best allies. We get to live our dream. I can't count how many
times I said that to myself today.
And yes, we found the perfect bus! We are thrilled!
Sticky skin. New freckles. Warm wind. Mango-banana sherbet. Laundry
on the line. Yard work. The clomping of sandals on asphalt. Our
days are beginning to feel more and more like summer.