I have now made already two extended trips to the Catskill mountains, at my cabin.
I have invited my lady and my best friends to join me if they could.
No takers.
I have gone to the ends of the Earth to be open, inviting and accommodating.
But life is too busy for everyone. Or they simply cannot get away.
So, I do this alone. As it always is.
At least I have my two dogs and the hummingbirds at the feeders. The winds and rain and the fog coming off the lake in the mornings.
I am trying to count my blessings.
But I would much rather count them with someone here next to me.
Someone to talk to.
To cook for.
To hug.
To share.
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
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