To be human is to belong. Belonging is a circle that embraces everything; if we reject it, we damage our nature. The word ‘belonging’ holds together the two fundamental aspects of life: Being and Longing, the longing of our Being and the being of our Longing.
~ John O’Donohue, Eternal Echoes: Celtic Reflections on Our Yearning to Belong
I’m back from my quick trip to The Bogs. It was a wonderful trip in which I was able to spend time with my family and take walks around the pond at Breezy Acres. I feel renewed with just a small touch of the post-travel blues. The post-travel blues never make much sense to me. I know it’s a fairly normal thing to have happen, and that many experience it, but after having had such a good time, you would think I’d be riding the waves of joy I experienced on my trip. Or maybe you wouldn’t think that. But I would. That’s the strange thing about the post-holiday blues, though. One can be joyful with a smidgen of sadness when settling back in at home after a journey whether that journey was big or small.
I wasn’t sure I’d be making the trip with all that was going on here prior to it. Between my father’s recent trip to the hospital and the sick kitties, it was a pretty close call. Thankfully, everyone recovered, thereby removing all reasons not to go.
For those that don’t know or don’t remember, Breezy Acres is the name of our property in The Bogs of Ohio where our youngest son and his wife are now living. I don’t know how much longer they will live there, but it will be at least a few years. That gives M and I time to decide what we want to do when he retires. Perhaps we’ll wind up back there. I’d like to think so. It’s a beautiful place.
I had a lot of fun visiting with my granddaughters, and the mini Thanksgiving was such a brilliant idea (thank you, Meredith!) that I wouldn’t mind a bit if we did that every year. Not that I think it’s likely, mind you. But it would be fab if we could.
Meredith and M the Younger prepared a variety of bite-sized dishes including turkey meatballs, stuffing bites, Pommes Anna, and green bean casserole mini-biscuits. There were mini desserts as well (pumpkin pie bites and mini apple cheesecakes). They had help with the food preparations. The Pommes Anna caused a couple of injuries, but nothing a couple of band-aids couldn’t take care of.
We spent a little time outdoors playing in the leaves and taking a family portrait. We are long overdue for a family portrait. There was some fun in giving that a try, and I think we got one or two photos that will do. I borrowed a tripod and had to use the 10 second option on the camera. I have a remote shutter release, but I can’t find it. I really should organize my camera bag.
The trip back to the Eastern Shore was quick and amazing. I think we made it in record time. There was little traffic, little construction, and pretty much clear sailing (or driving) all the way. I can’t remember the last time that happened. Usually there is at least one accident to hold us up somewhere along the way.
We also managed to avoid the worst of the rain that was part of a coastal low making its way from south to north here on the east coast. We got about three inches of rain overnight. I haven’t had a chance to look, but I bet the garden was happy about the rain. The broccoli and kale were doing well when I left, but needed a good soaking.
For those curious about how I am doing with NaNoWriMo, I have not made any progress since last week. I am planning to sit down tomorrow and write for a while. The weekend was for family. Today was all about getting unpacked and catching up on some chores.
I reckon that’s about it from me on this cloudy, rainy Tuesday. Thank you for stopping by. I’d invite you to stay for sunset, but it is unlikely we’ll see it this evening. It is scheduled for 4:55 PM today. Hard to believe it comes so early now.
Be good, be kind, be loving. Just Be. 🙂
Today’s joys: Waking up after a good night’s sleep in my own bed; fog rolling in and out of the meadows; sorting through photos from the trip; seeing the cats settle down for an afternoon nap once they were convinced I was unpacking rather than packing (as much as they like the house sitter, they don’t like it when we leave); chocolate (which obviously needs no explanation).