Spring Bee Hiving Moon
Home again. Here halfway below ground in my study, at the wide screen monitor, no longer making do with strange chairs and tiny layouts. Feels good.
Funny thing about coming home. I’m much more tired now than I was even driving up our driveway, that I can let down feeling. Life’s reality shared is much less than half the weight of carrying the whole. It’s better for both of us to be together.
Over the next few weeks I’ll be unpacking the workshop and it’s implications, but for now the road has ended where it began.