In my place.

It’s really the little things that are the true markers of sinking into this reality of having our property…

About a month ago I was having a really stressful and down kind of day, and when I got home and still felt stressed my immediate inclination was to “escape” to the garden. All I did was go and pull weeds for a bit, but it was therapeutic.

A couple weeks ago, after spending a lot of time running around doing errands and ending up stuck in rush hour traffic, it was amazing how the moment I got out of my car at home and smelled the air I recognized that smell of “home” and felt immediate relief. :}




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