Rest, a retreat, and rejuvenation

I'm going to Rivendell, a beautiful retreat centre on Bowen Island, for the next two weeks. I'm seeking rest for my mind and my body, and direction for my soul. Can't wait!

Did I mention . . .

. . . that I'm DONE ?!!

And the most beautiful thing of all . . .

I'M DONE !!!

Getting into the spirit of things, spring showers, and telephone wires

1. Every last inch of a house in my neighbourhood has been decorated for Easter . . . eggs hanging from trees, flowers in baskets, large bunnies strewn across the lawn . . . as I pass, I stop, amazed
2. As I leave for a run, a gentle rain starts up. Just as the wind starts blowing and the rain really starts pelting, I'm home
3. A row of blackbirds sitting on a telephone wire

sweet, square dancing, and smack

1. The air smells sweet when I go outside, especially when I walk under the flowering cherry trees
2. A group of white haired ladies stand around in their square dancing skirts, gossiping like they probably did when they were 16
3. The sound of a baseball smacking into a glove