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.
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a beautiful room, awaiting the feast.
Moving is so stressful, before, during, and after. Blessings!
no internet/no cell phones/ no techie objects - sounds like heaven !
"A view without packing boxes"
Figuratively...I hope too.
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.
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.
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