Souvenirs from Guido's, 2012Our suitcases are still full. Empty Chinese take-out containers rest on our coffee table. Chris left for his office in the early morning dark. I'm transitioning. Chris is so much better with transitions than I am. Evidence? I dipped ak-mak crackers into cottage cheese for breakfast this morning. My kitchen table is set with a generous handful of Sicilian oregano and a box of camomile flower tea. Two Italian imports brought to me via Scottsdale (Thanks, Mom). I'm admiring both and contemplating what's next. My laptop is lined with tabs of articles and recipes and bird identification sites I want to return to. There are characters waiting to be read and written. Everything feels out of order this morning, but it doesn't bring distress. I'm sure a good cup of coffee and some writing will help things fall into place, or at least allow me the temporary illusion that they are so.
What are you up to today?
out of quack too... literally just landed from my white week, in winter wonderland. Home is home. We travel to return, don't we? (P.s. I grew up on those two items you have on the coffee table)
ReplyDeleteHi Denise, welcome back
ReplyDeleteyour writing will transition you with ease.
I've been in my little aerie office writing all day too: book proposal, restaurant review, blogpost. Nice light here.
spring arrived early in Nashville--everything blooming, and the finches have returned to the backyard feeder.
Welcome home, both here and there.
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Just weathered the storm of the winter, big south-easter blowing wind and rain over 90km/hr combined with a high tide which means debris all over the seaside roads and branches and trees and fences and roofs down everywhere else!!! Exhilarating and scary, and part of living on the Canadian west coast.
ReplyDelete"Our suitcases are still full."
ReplyDeleteI like this visual.
I take a good while to unpack whenever I return from somewhere. Staying in the recently traveled mode is a delicious novelty.
When I come back from a trip I find myself circling the house on a loop, readjusting to the spaces. Coffee and writing and researching all those tabs sounds pretty perfect. I'm waiting for a piano to arrive. You'd think at my age I'd be better at it and not leap to the window every time I hear the sound of wheels on gravel. Love that photo by the way.
ReplyDeletewelcome back!
ReplyDeletefunny feeling - home becoming home again,
ReplyDeleteand home becoming home again with all the newness you've caught out in the world . . .
Welcome home. I'm looking forward to the product of your inspirations. Today I am dealing with issues of my aged mother and praying for strength.
ReplyDeleteMarveling at a day in Seattle that is filled with snow and sunshine, plus sharing hot chocolate and a game of tic tac toe with my youngest. (I lost.)
ReplyDeleteI hope your trip was a good one! You know, the fact that you aren't distressed that everything is out of order reads to me that you are perfectly fine with transitions. Your morning sounds a lot like my morning the day I returned from the latest trip...
ReplyDeleteWhen on the rare occasions I manage not to feel distressed by everything being out of order I know I am well. I have been stewing zucchini and tomatoes with oregano today, maybe it is sicilian, i need to ask the gift giver. You write beautifully Denise.
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