I am having real difficulties coming back from the mountain this time. So are Small Mister and my Beloved. We lived outside while we were there and now we are back in the city. Dealing with people, traffic, noise. It does not help that we now have a trailer that sits on the mountain. We do not have to worry about where to stay or how to get it to the top of the mountain. I also now know we can take a rental car to the top if it is dry. Craziness.
I would have to say the best I have been these days back is when I was in the garden with Small Mister. He was helping me with my fork. I have plants and weeds to take out. I found him a shovel his size. He dug and fought plants and just had a gay old time. When I am out there, he does not wander far. He wishes to help and sometimes he does. But there are other times there are battles to be fought or music to be played. The noises that shovel makes! I just wish I knew what he was imagining.
Today should be a day at the computer and errands. There is not much to eat in the house. But I am thinking it may be sewing, dough, dirt, mud, and libraries. Things that help being in the city.
I would make such a great hermit!