Lots of green, with some shadow play, some gloriously humid-free days, and some oppressively humid ones…here I am getting my steps, morning, midday, or evening. About 6 days a week, I traipse this ground. Often musing to myself in quiet contemplation, often on the phone with sisters, daughters, or clients, sometimes listening to audio books.
Taking in snakes skins left behind, bullfrog choruses, lily pads, feathers and treasures all lined up, grape vine arabesques, berries in the making, reflections, ripples, thrush song, and mountain laurel.
I may be a bit restless to see somewhere else, all while continuing to be ever so grateful for every square inch of this place.