… but I’m back, I think.
It’s been busy.
I’ve been preoccupied.
And I hated being away from writing.
I’ll try and get back into writing shape.
Meanwhile, today was my second day of school with the students, and their first full day with their teachers.
I love new beginnings — they smell like late summer roses, early apples, grass after rain, marigolds, like cheerfulness in bloom, sunflowers so full of tender and bold affirmation.
I want to hold on to that feeling through the approaching dark days of winter. My daughter says I should try and “get used to the winter.” She’s a winter baby, and she loves it. For her sake, I’ve tried to love it, and you know what? When it snows, and she plunges with joy into piles of snow, I DO love it!
More soon …
Love from,
Dreamer of Dreams