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Spending time with the ones who are dear to you is like being in a dream, is it not?

~ Sakura Tsukuba, Land of the Blindfolded, Vol. 3

I’m sitting in the basement of what used to be my home.  I have thoughts about going home again; what it means, and maybe more importantly, what it doesn’t mean.  I’m not sure I have time or words to explore those thoughts now.  I’ll write, and maybe something will weave its way into my words.

The Christmas tree lights are twinkling.  Martin (youngest son) and Mere have a beautiful tree.  It’s a Norway spruce.  M and I planted three Norway spruces on the property here in the Bogs when we first moved in.  They were little trees when we planted them.  They have grown and grown, and look almost like giants now.

Bo the Dog and Denver the Cat are cuddled up on their bed, taking a winter’s nap.  It is difficult to tell them apart, one black furred animal blending into the other black furred animal.  They are ridiculously cute.  Poor Denver went through a bad illness a few months ago, and had to be brought back to life a couple of times.  He looks well now, but he’s not as friendly as he used to be.  The vet thinks part of the problem was being at the vet’s, as if it scared him to death.

The Christmas gifts were exchanged and opened on Saturday when our entire little family was gathered here in this basement, around this tree.  Mere did a fantastic job of hosting Christmas, and I love the way she decorated the basement.  It’s a very light and festive atmosphere, a lot like Mere herself.  You might not think light and festive is possible in a basement space, but this space is wide open with large windows and a door that opens out to the backyard where you can walk down the hill to the pond.  Mere made it brighter by painting and decorating with bright colors.  The look and feel are much different than how it used to be.  I like it.  I especially like that it is different, that the entire house has a different look and feel to it.

Being with my sons, daughters-in-law, and granddaughters was The Best Christmas Present Ever.  My heart expanded and expanded and expanded with love.  It amazes me, sometimes, how infinite love can be.

I took pictures, of course.  Not a lot, and mostly towards the end of the visit with our granddaughters.  We sat in front of the upstairs fireplace in various combinations, trying to fit everyone in.  I even handed over the camera so I could be in one of the combinations.  I’ll upload them and look at them another day.  Right now I prefer to savor the images — what we call memories — in my mind.

M and I will be leaving here soon to join his family (who are, of course, my family, too) for a Christmas feast.  Then we’ll go home.  Home is on the Eastern Shore, not in the Bogs.  I feel that now and, to be honest, it’s a good feeling.  I believe I was hanging in limbo there for a while, homesick for the Bogs while trying to nest or settle in at the Wabi-Sabi Ranch.  During my last visit to Breezy Acres, I no longer felt I was home, and my spirit seemed to hover between Breezy Acres and the Wabi-Sabi Ranch, neither here nor there.  It was not a comfortable place to be.

It’s time for me to put this away, and get ready to leave.  I’ll be back to regular blogging soon.  Merry Christmas to you and yours.  Wishing you peace, joy, loads of love, and the warmth and comfort of feeling at home, no matter where home happens to be.


Robin is... too many things to list, but here is a start: an artist and writer; a photographer and saunterer; a daughter and sister and granddaughter; a friend, a partner, a wife, a mother, and a grandmother; a gardener, a great and imaginative cook, and the creator of wonderful sandwiches.

15 thoughts on “Afterglow

  1. It’s a wonderful time to be with your children and grandchildren and those you love the most. We had our children and grandchildren home today for Christmas too, Our house was filled with love, sounds like the same you had together with your family!!

    Merry Christmas to you and your family Robin!!

    Michael 🙂


  2. I’m happy to hear you got to spend time with your family over the holidays, and I’m strangely aglow reading a post of yours that doesn’t have any pictures in it! I adore your photography and relevant quotes, but having your words stand alone in this post makes them that much more poignant. 🙂 All the best to you and yours, Robin!


      1. … not that your photos ‘clutter’ your posts at all! I love them so much, but it was also a surprising joy to see your words do a solo number as well. 🙂


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