Welcome Home
Today I’ve returned home to find this clematis blooming like crazy. It was a good welcome. When we left, there were lots of buds and I’m glad I didn’t miss the full blooms. Flowers, like so many things in life are fleeting and to capture this moment is amazing. I left a wonderful writers retreat to come home to just that: home. Where laundry and dishes call out quietly, and sometimes loudly. Where there is always something else to do and solitude is a moment stolen here and there. Though the time away was wonderful the crash of real life can burst the magic of retreat. It is during retreat…
Keeping up with the House
It’s happening again. I’m in the middle of a challenge and everything else goes out the window, including house work. One of the ways I cope with this is to compartmentalize the work. Do the floors have to be washed and moped? Do I really need to clean the bathroom from top to bottom? Can anyone else help with things? The answers are no, no and YES! I’ve decided there isn’t a good reason for everything to fall onto my shoulders during this (or any other) time. There are other people living in my house and can take some responsibility. Of course, they must be made to see reason or I…
