Is there anything like coming home? I love traveling and seeing friends and family; I like the change of routine, the re-connecting and seeing new places. But coming home--there is nothing in my experience quite like it, even when the grass needs to be mowed, the gardens exploded and it's so hot I can hardly breathe. My dogs and cats coming to greet me, the familiar walk and porch, my favorite chair, my own pillow--you know what I mean.
And, it rained! I don't know when or how much, but it looks like it was enough to rejuvenate my plants and I am so grateful for that. The pumpkin vines have run amuck, the Bloody Butcher corn shot up, the tomatoes ripened, the cucumbers set many new fruits, and overall (except for the beans) the gardens look great. Even my little broccoli and cabbage seedlings doubled in size over the past 5 days. Amazing.
Tonight I've been catching up--checking the status of my eBay sales, packing Amazon book sales for shipment, reading Facebook and catching up on email while also unpacking my suitcase and re-packing my trunks for tomorrow's storytelling program in the southern part of the state.
I'm ready to go in the morning to do the last of the library summer reading programs. It will be sad to see these programs end. I've been telling stories for many cultures and it's been completely wonderful, from the response of the children to the stories to the traveling from one venue to another. Now I'm thinking about next year and how to approach the stories for the new theme. There is always a new challenge, and new stories, to be found in this work. It is never boring or routine.
I'm off to bed now but tomorrow evening I will try to post some photos of the latest travels. Larry and my brother-in-law Jackie attended the re-enactment for the 150th anniversary of the Battle of First Manassas over the weekend and came back with some great photos. I remember attending the 100th anniversary re-enactment! That makes a person feel like time is passing quickly!
Good heavens -- I thought they'd cancelled the Battle of Manassas because of the heat ... I look forward to the tales, from that and of course everything else!--Mario
ReplyDeleteI reckon those generals are pretty tough, Mario. The war went on despite the heat. There was excellent preparations in place, though, and only 148 or so DFO's on Saturday. (I learned that from my sister, a former paramedic--it means "done fell out") :)
ReplyDeleteYou said it about nothing like coming home. I love going to see mom and the beaches I grew up on and thought I'd never leave but the first glimpse of the mountains and I seem to decompress and relax again.
ReplyDeleteI'm with you about coming home. I've always loved to travel and still do but there's nothing like coming home again. If I've been overseas I always love to see the patchwork quilt of fields from the air when we are coming in to land. There's nowhere else in the world quite like England from the air and that too is a form of 'coming home' for me.
ReplyDeleteHope we'll be seeing some photos of the Civil War re-enactment at some point even if you have to borrow them:)
oh no, not me. My husband and children love to come home. On family vacations with our four children, 5 of us in the car were happy. Elated, even. Bubbly. and then there was one sullen, pouty person. I wanted to keep going . . . away and beyond. Come on .....let's see one more thing!
ReplyDeleteHope your story telling final summer tour is/was a great success and you saw lots of great scenery. Missing your posts.
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Hope everything is okay . . . and that you are just busy telling stories. Post when you can!
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