We're in boxes, truly preparing to move on. My heart is full of memory, hope, reminisce. My belly is full of cherries and snap peas! Not only are they in the market and the store, they're in Blue Lake, in our back yard even. And, of course, we can't get enough of them. Our cheeks and lips are rouged.
I'm going to slow things down on this blog as I try to be present to the friends and feelings we have during this last week in California. Not that we rule out returning. We can't really imagine not returning. But for now, our destiny is elsewhere and we're trying to go with that flow. I had my second growing up in northern California, with 12 years in San Francisco before this 5 years up north. I felt like I had a remedial education here, learning deep lessons of nature, food, healing, and community.
Our community here truly feels like home. Both of our children were born in this comfy house in our sweet neighborhood. Blue Lake will always be their home. The view of their playroom from the loft...just beginning to be dismantled.
It's been a deep week here, with tragedy close to us, fires all around from a monster thunderstorm, and DEA agents swarming the county. So we appreciate these moments we have, full of life, right now.