Once upon a time two womyn moved to the foothills of the Catskill Mountains. They dreamed of growing things, wandering woods, and ending their days rocking side-by-side as the sun set over those same mountains....
Now, where did I leave that?
Monday, February 8, 2010
Serenity
Despite a workday that ended with me so aggravated I actually slammed my office door (a thing I might do at home in a temper but never, ever at work), this evening was so calming there could be a picture of it next to the word serenity in the dictionary: dancing fire in our cozy living room, a bottle of ginger beer beside me, fuzzy red socks, Antiques Roadshow on TV, and rows upon rows of soft, warm, embracing forest green & black shawl taking shape in my lap as I knit for over two hours. I feel restored.
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