That was what the moon looked like last night, coming in and out from behind the clouds and that picture does it no justice, nor does it do the shrimp boat justice nor does it show the agitation in my heart which was going on.
I still don't feel like writing but we're home and honestly, everything is fine and I got out and weeded some and everything is coming up and in a week or so, we'll be having thinnings in our salad, tiny bits and bites of sharp green life and that's a truth, a reality I can live with and I am grateful for that.
Anxiety is always easier for me at home where I have quick access to all the hiding spots. Mary that photo is stunning. Love you.
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Anxiety is always easier for me at home where I have quick access to all the hiding spots. Mary that photo is stunning. Love you.
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I know you know and that gives me something to lean on. I am grateful for that, Rebecca. So much.
DeleteThat picture is amazing. Don't sell it short. I saw it on Facebook and went back to look at it multiple times.
ReplyDeleteWelcome home. May your bed cradle you and offer up sweet soothing dreams tonight.
ReplyDeleteIncredible picture. It looks like a painting.
ReplyDeleteI am sorry you are having such a hard time. I wish I could take half and help you carry it.
Welcome home Mary. I hope tomorrow will bring less agita and you will get to see your babies. Love you Sweet Jo
ReplyDeleteThe moon was a ghostly galleon...
ReplyDeleteYeah, I've got bad anxiety too. It's a torment. How do we get to be one of the cheerful, confident people? I'm glad your garden is growing. And all of your pretty grandchildren blooming.
That's a great picture. Very haunting, like the Flying Dutchman finally made port!
ReplyDeleteI didn't feel like writing and a whole week passed before I knew it.
ReplyDeleteWhat an amazing, haunting photo.
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