Friday, July 11, 2008

51: It's all so much.

This week has truly been a gift. And to end, a great storm in the woods. We read poetry in a circle with the rain waterfalling at the windows, and I have everyone's voice in my head, reciting, reciting.

I am ready for next year, I think. I hadn't known it before, but I know it now.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I'm excited for you that this week has rekindled the creative spark and reaffirmed that the path you have chosen is the right one for you. Your photos are gorgeous, too.