i want to know what it feels like to be rested again.
and gosh the last week or two has had a few gems in it, but overall...hard and stupid madness. i've had the crap kicked out of me emotionally, and i'm really tired...and not handling it so well.
nevertheless, mr. pinnock brought a flood of sunshine to my day. along with emilia, dan and stephy.
this morning, i escaped to the boat landing on the river... at first glance, there were a bunch of men everywhere fishing. ah. sunday fish time. grand.
upon closer inspection, i saw that these were dads and grandads with their sons and grandsons, families, and friends. a little boy casting the line and getting it caught in a tree... so, his dad came over, extracted the line, sorted everything out again, and helped him try it again. it was quiet. no one was in trouble. no one was yelling or being yelled at. all of these clusters of family and friends enjoying each other on a beautiful spring morning.
for some reason this restored a bit of hope in humanity again.
tonight the back yard is filled with the fragrance of lilac blossoms.
in these moments, the world is quiet here.