I don't get sad in the winter.
If anything, I look forward to the time to look inwards, to do a
mental or creative check-up of sorts.
The busy growing season of spring and summer
take over my life.
So we have reached the time for meditation. For inner-work.
For long baths in the evening and warm fires.
And my finished Cameron Street house -
I would love to have oodles of money so I could rescue some of these old beauties.
The weekend brings [yet another] visit to Toronto.
This time with my Eldest Son - soon to be a Father.
What a mental stretch this is for me - I was Mother and he was Son for so long.
Big, beautiful changes coming.
This weekend will be a time for us to walk away our old ways,
to make way for the new.
Next phase of life.