Today was such a mixture of beautiful and sad. The beautiful happened first.
Walk in the sunshine this morning, some favorite late winter scenes, before early spring comes. Shadows on beeches. That golden foliage against the satin grey bark
A bit further into the trees, I startled dozens of mourning doves from the place they all roost in, like a clubhouse
Home to lunch and a concerned email from my knitting group leader because they hadn't seen me for ages. I just haven't got enough energy for people yet. I did send pictures of the gloves in progress. Nice to hear my friends are asking.
Then things went downhill, in quick succession.
Gary stopped by with bad news about another neighbor's health. She'd said it was okay for him to tell me. She's such an independent spirit, lifelong single mom, daughter living far away. I'm not sure what she'll let me do, but I'll be in touch.
Then not fifteen minutes later I picked up the mail, and found a letter from another friend -- more sad news, about her marriage this time.
Staying home, as you see, is not a recipe for an uneventful quiet life. I'll do what I can for both these dear women, once I figure out what.
Since hope springs eternal, are you up, despite all, for a puzzle?
