February of 2015 I wrote of changes and the land was going to close. Since then even more and more changes pass through my life and change seems to be a breeze instead of a whirlwind. Maybe that comes from being older. Sometimes I think it comes from just letting go and knowing change is whatever age we are. There is such a gorgeous freedom in that..
The country and sky here are magnificent. Every morning I wake up to a Varied Thrush meditating her 3 note chant into the world. George, the intrepid and adorable Labrapoodle, puts his chin on the edge of the bed and reminds me it's time to begin the day. Such a cuddle bug and joy. Sometimes I tell him to go back to bed for just a few more minutes while I luxuriate under the comforters and contemplate the day ahead.
I must have started this post months ago, before I posted the one before this. And the beat goes on.
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