There’s No Place Like Home

I’m home. I had a day to rest before jumping into day job work. It’s been pretty much non-stop all week, and today I finally have a whole day off. I’m worn slam out. I love to travel and visit, but it’s exhausting so I’d be tired even if it weren’t for the day job.

Luckily, I’ve been around this block a few times. Rather than trying to get caught up on everything today, I took the morning to read, made a concerted effort to eat well and drink water, and played in the mud. The garden soil has been turned and weeded, and the pot of potatoes that didn’t have any drainage holes does now. Hopefully the sunshine will hang around for a few days and my potatoes won’t disintegrate in the mud. Besides writing, dirt and sunshine are my therapy of choice, followed closely by chocolate. I’d say coffee, too, but that’s medicinal at this point.

Now here’s a question for y’all: What do you do to decompress when life gets stressful?

Mood Lighting

We have woods at the back of our neighborhood. Last Thursday I took my camera for a walk and detoured into them for a little while. It was cloudy, trying to drizzle and about 55*. I went back out this afternoon because the weather is so lovely–sunny, cloudless sky, 75* in the shade. These have not been retouched, by the way, except for the second set, which were only cropped. The lighting is exactly as I took it.

Not bad. A little lonely.

 

But add a little sunshine, and look what happens.

 

These two might appear to be different, but they’re the same place. Above, there are two trees broken and leaning. Below, the front one had fallen. Not surprising, given how windy it’s been lately.