I had a hard time being alone again Saturday while Doc was at work–where was our little outing? what about the spontaneous trips to the mountains?? why is it getting dark so early now?! Then I found that Adrienne Rich poem and it helped snap me back to what is versus what was.
What the present looked like over the weekend: Birthday pies for my dad, time with family, late summer sewing, and poems that hit just right.
