I was expecting a quiet and lonely day today.
I even slept a little late, thinking I would not miss anything by sleeping in.
But sometimes life comes to you.
I turned on my computer to find a message from “Another Mother” half a world away.
I have another blog you see.
Her crying made me cry. I messaged my family, especially Rose.
Then there was all this noise. Chain saws?
I looked out my window to see a man high in a tree.
The memories flooded back to the days I climbed trees.
I can remember being high up in an oak looking at the moon.
Me up a tree. Those were the days.
So as I write this, there is a lot of noisy action going on next door.
Quiet and lonely?
I have a new friend in Vietnam and an acrobat performing out my window.
Glad I got out of bed.
I would have hated to miss all this.