Whew.
I think it's a good thing that one can't take
pictures of shudderingly beautiful star-teeming night
skies.
It's good to be home. Now: down
time, heavy art post-partum, deep sleep, catching up on reading, watching Daisy
hilariously scratch her back on the living room sisal rug, readjusting to the
loud noises the ghost makes in this house, walks on the beach, watching Orion
move through the sky and talking to him about his journeys, fathoming the
future, going to the post office, cooking, intellectual and artistic
explorations, serious writing...
Beginning my life anew again in old,
familiar days and ways. A renaissance born of sheer happiness, in and of itself
a remarkable feat.
I think this might be
a great, formative year.
Content.
Posted: Saturday - January 20, 2007 at 12:36 AM
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