I’ve been traveling every weekend, to Ostara, and Maryland Sheep and Wool, and Beltaine, and next to the river shore with the girls, and then south to see dear friends.  And planting, and moving plants, and having lots of work done on the house.  And, all the while, trying to get my mind back in its own place.  Not reading, and not knitting, and not cooking, and not sleeping, and not generally having the sort of spring I usually have.  Everything will settle down, I’m sure, and I feel incredibly fortunate to know and love the people in my life.  I’ll try to drag out the camera and download some photos to prove, well, something.  To someone.

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