I think at least in part the reason for my inertia has to do with the outside work Tal and I have been doing. In itself limbing the pine grove and clearing away underbrush is not more than I can do. But that, combined with the house and meals and dealing with bills and incoming mail, does add up to a certain amount of physical weariness. Plus, my practice had become to stay up late to write. That could only go on for so long.
We've been away. It was a special time I don't want to let slide past without note. And, it was a time of wonderful focus beyond the normal everyday. My mother celebrated a major birthday last week and the weekend saw a gathering of family at Pawleys Island all dedicated to honoring her. My three siblings, three of our four spouses, Mom's brother and sister-in-law and Mom went meal-to-meal from Friday dinner to Sunday breakfast. Food is a basic way we humans express our love for each other isn't it?
|This photograph was taken at Brookgreen Gardens at mid-day on Saturday|
(a week ago tomorrow) --the ten of us at a bench placed in a lovely spot
overlooking the Dogwood Pond in memory of Dad.