It’s true I’m a little bit tired. But I don’t really want that to sound like a complaint as I am so very excited for this move.
This drought and heat has made me appreciate so many things. Often I think of those who settled here first and how they dealt with all these extremes. How did they do it? Having to grow enough food for their families and animals…working under this intense sun.
I was feeling sorry for myself as I hung my laundry (our dryer has been broken and no one in this town has the right part. By the way that IS a complaint.) and started laughing at myself and my pettiness. I took some pictures of our brown yard that crunches under your feet.
I will never forget these weeks, now months of dry weather.
I came in the house to download the pictures and realized I had some of our new place I had yet to download.
The green grass made me get choked up.
I feel so emotional lately, maybe moving closer to home is chipping away my protective emotional wall. I just want to lay on that lush grass and do nothing. Maybe look at the clouds floating by, but nothing else. Okay if Ken is with me maybe we could kiss. But that’s all, looking at clouds and making out.
Tomorrow is Saturday and this makes me happy. I shall wake up, make my family breakfast, and use up the last of the maple syrup. Yum.