I have been up since dawn. its a rainy sad day. my friend is leaving and we're on our way to the airport in just a few hours..what a lovely tea filled time it was! a few precious days of talking and listening and remembering good times and bad.
as we peeled back the years we touched a time when our children were small and needy and we had no time for the pursuits of writers and artists. always running around on schoolruns and sport
events and survivor parties! now , many years on, the kids need less time,less mothering from us and we're counting more hours in the day for writing in the quiet study or walking down to the bottom of the garden to where my studio stands under the maple tree.
ladies of cultural significance clearly?! oh lovely!...
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