How strange and wonderful that I can wake up in the hot, humid south and go to sleep in the cool mountains of Colorado.
Today is my first full day of seven here in this beautiful place.
I took two naps after lunch and then walked down by the river to see what was blooming and what I’ve missed in my two-year absence.
I stopped to visit with my favorite wildflower. The shooting star by the river was still there, yellowing and dying back so that it can bloom again next spring.
What comfort to find this place of stability in a world that is ever-changing and often feels out of control.
Now I need to unwind, to let go of the chatter, to be let myself be fully present to this time of rest.