Yesterday was a hard day here at MapleCorners. I was feeling a bit piled on like Ursa here.
A little topsy-turvy like Judy.
It was one of those days where I just wanted to escape. I wanted no responsibility for any living thing, sell the farm, find homes for everything but the dogs, and go back to California where the biggest decision to be made was how much cilantro to put in the taco salad. (Huck the whole thing in!)
Don't worry, Mom is fine, and it wasn't the AD caregiving thing that had me in a funk. Actually, Mom helped bring me out of it. We sat in the lawn chairs as the sun went down, cats on our laps, dogs at our feet, and even the chickens gathered round to keep us company. The frogs and robins were singing their nightly songs and the geese were honking in the distance.
A little spinning later,
and the peace of this place is starting to soak in again.
Have a nice weekend.