Thursday, April 22, 2010


It was a week without Internet.

No virtual distances covered. Only real ones that sometimes required the careful setting of one foot in front of another, up steps, down hallways, even into basement corners.

Occasionally a camera found a view without packing boxes.

Friends stayed in contact.


Bear Me Out said...

a beautiful room, awaiting the feast.

Moving is so stressful, before, during, and after. Blessings!

Ur-spo said...

no internet/no cell phones/ no techie objects - sounds like heaven !

To live that day said...

"A view without packing boxes"

Figuratively...I hope too.

MperiodPress said...

Seeing your two warm trees made me sigh in joy for you and feel that internal pleasure of symmetry when goodness decends on those for whom one cares.

I think it was Burns...God's in Heaven and all's right with the world.

Donald said...

It is a comfortable feeling that comes from watching rooms get simpler and simpler with each day. Occasionally I am stunned when something works better in these rooms than anywhere else I have lived.