...gone the sun,
from the hills,
from the plain,
all is well,
time to rest,
god is nigh...
i sit down to blog this evening as the thin dusk thickens outside my window. a red line gleams through the bare branches of the black trees and in the time it takes me to type this sentence, snuffs out.
i've gotten a lot done so far this week - scheduled appointments, had a hair cut, took care of baby jake, cooked and cleaned and put the first coat of paint on the hallway. among other things, i made time for soul collage work, for taking measurements for the new kitchen curtains, and attended book group last night. the laundry's caught up, there's fresh flowers in the vases.
i checked the dow - more red...even Beloved's looking more world-weary these days. i think i'll bake a chocolate cake tonight, and maybe some pear tea bread. times like these call for some serious nesting, i think.
and furthermore, the war must end. blessed be.