1st Top: The view from the top of Pole Steeple, a hike at Pine Grove state park. 2nd Top: My most successful herbs this summer, lemon basil and pineapple mint. Left: the view from my deck steps (you have to imagine the sweet fragrance of the butterfly bush). Right: Kara, Seretha, Carrie, Rebecca and me while on an afternoon stroll
Departure: 3 days and counting! My room is piling up with half-filled boxes, shopping lists, and the scent of nostalgia that grows stronger by the day. I am reminded of a beautiful scene from "The Little Princess" - as Sara's father prepares to leave her at a boarding school and travel halfway around the globe to India, she tenderly runs her fingers along his cheeks. "What are you doing?" he asks. "I'm memorizing your face," she answers.
In various ways, I have been doing the same thing as I prepare to leave. Every time I ride my bike into town, I am surprised by another nuance of beauty that had escaped the morning before - a tree bursting with tiny crab apples, the curve of the hill - and I want to remember it all, down to the last detail. The pictures above capture times of great joy this summer. I am blessed to know places and people of beauty. I want to live with that kind of awareness, always.
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