Learning to live alone again has certainly had its rocky moments, but on glorious morning like this I realize that I've grown to enjoy my solitude. It's a beautiful summer morning & it will become very hot later in the day. I LOVE summer!
After waking early & watering my thirsty front & back gardens (that I've been establishing) I quietly sat back with a cup of tea & did my morning survey of my plants' progress. They are thriving. A perfect peaceful moment. Just lovely.
Another thing that cheers me enormously: I regained my ability to read!
For months & months I felt quite disconsolate at my inability to concentrate & become lost in a book. This after being a book worn all my life. Five engrossing novels in 3 weeks & still going strong! Ah, the sheer pleasure of it! It's like rediscovering an old, trusty friend.
So I'm quietly celebrating a little over a year in my own little Victorian cottage, thinking that all is well in the world. Fancy that! I survived!
