Spring and the Trial Moon

Monday gratefuls: Little  Luna. Annie. Ginny. Janice. Potato Soup. Family. Weakness. Vulnerability. Takes a community.

Rene Good. Alex Pretti. Say their names

Sparks of Joy and Awe: Deep Ties-Ginny and Janice

Kavannah:  Zerizut.  Zest and Zeal. Enthusiasm. Risking a gray, homebound life. Need a push.

One brief shining: Ancient Brothers on good news. Found some. Shadow. Melissa. Ruth. Still at it. Slowly. But, hey. Melissa’s meals. Better, not yet good, sleep. Friends like Rich, Rebecca, Tara. Mountains.

 

Ginny and Janice came over. Little Luna and Annie, too. Annie and Shadow: Roughly = weight, age, activity level. Happy times racing through the back.

Ginny and Janice I caught up. Their long planned expansion, begun last fall, is not finished. If we’d realized how long this would take, how much it would cost, and the stress it would cause. Too late. Close, yet not done. At the same time Janice’s niece Heather, her three year old Ashley, and Heather’s partner moved to Kittredge to open a hot tub business–not too far from Ginny and Janice’s place.

Ginny works as an on-call nurse. Janice agreed to be the general contractor for their project. She said she will not do that again. Janice retired as a professor of costume design and construction. A long while ago.

“I missed you guys!” I know, Ginny said, you’re top of our list…but. Yeah, the never ending construction project. They both nodded.

Ginny, later, by email. Let’s do a weekly visit with Annie. We’d both like that, Shadow and I.

Feel a titch better. Still flame out even walking upstairs: brain fog or sleep debt or profound fatigue? Can’t tell. Plugging away.

Longest sick time I can recall.