Outside my window... it is dark. The house is quiet; my thoughts are stilled. The day is done.
I am thinking... of how life moves on. Seasons change. Things change. I change. And yet, paradoxically, nothing changes.
I am thankful for... a warm house. Hot tea. Family.
From the learning rooms... school starts tomorrow. I have one child in high school for one more year. And our homeschooling journey begins with the first day of kindergarten for the youngest.
From the kitchen... I am half-way through my second month of eating mostly raw. I'm considering going vegan (not all-raw) for the winter. I can't fathom a winter without soup.
I am wearing... my only pair of jeans and a teal wool sweater. It's definitely fall. And time to knit some new slippers. My feet are cold.
I am creating... tidiness and order. I've been sorting and purging stuff in the house. I'm shocked by how much I have accumulated in the five years since we moved back to Canada.
I am going... forward.
I am reading... nothing at the moment. And that is truly unusual for me!
I am hoping... not to disappoint my daughter, who is so excited about starting school.
I am hearing... the sounds of silence. Peace.
Around the house... is evidence of plans, of hope, of wishes that just might come true.
A few plans for the rest of the week:
- dentist appointment (blech!)
- drama rehearsal (yay!)
- homeschool trip to the park (I hope it's not raining!)
- eldest daughter's driving test (fingers crossed that she passes this time!)
a rainbow over my sister's house.
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