I got restless this spring.
I was hungry but couldn't think of anything I wanted to eat.
I wanted to get out of the house but didn't know where to go.
Something wasn't right but I couldn't even say what it was.
And then, Summer 2021...
Buddy had to quarantine for like a thousand hours to be there for Grant's graduation. #familyisforever
I quit my job! #isshecrazy #maybe
Asheville, North Carolina is weird like me.
My Nashville house is rented out to a great family. I'm quite proud of these shiny floors.
It's not a vacation until someone ends up in the ER with a fish hook in their hand. #Chautauqua
Me and Daisy crying in front of the cathedral at Santiago de Compostela after walking 75 miles through the Spanish countryside.
Photo credit: T-Dog. #BuenCamino
My tiny house on the lake in Monteagle, Tennessee. This is where I'm living this fall while I write a book.
Oh, and this happened too.
I will write more about all of the above once I get over the fact that it actually happened. Meanwhile I'm soaking it in with immense gratitude.
Thank you, Summer 2021.
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6 comments:
Who is that pilot kissing you! And poor Audrey:( and your Nash house looks great, and your mountain house looks wonderful, and glad buddy made it here, and big congrats to Grant!! I miss you! Let’s talk!
The fishhook ordeal must have occurred AFTER our very long lunch! And that house doesn't look so tiny! And who is this pilot???
Jan I think the fish hook ordeal happened that night! But she's all healed up now.
The pilot guy is my sweetheart, Keith.. More on him in a blog post one day soon.
Nancy we do need to get together! So much to catch up on.
I think the Summer of 2021 was very good to you. Glad you are well, and you look very happy!!! Waiting to hear more!
It sure has been, Susan. I hope all is well for you too!
Happy for you Melanie! Each day is a new beginning!
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