Wednesday, October 22, 2014
the final days
We are swiftly approaching the final days of Autumn. Each days feels like the last. The last of the caterpillars, the last of the brightly colored leaves, the last of the warm sun. When yet another warm day comes along, I feel that urgency to get out and enjoy it. Then other times I think let's just get on with it.
And then comes a sick day where I have no choice but to stay inside and forget the world is still moving while I wrangle vomit and upset tummies.
So we might well have had our final warm days of the season out at our woodland retreat. I started the week hopeful to get a lot done but the little one came down with the stomach flu and instead of freaking out about all that I needed to do, I slowed down and decided that eventually things will get done. I say that as if I had a choice it the matter because you know, wrangling vomit severely limits my ability to do anything.