

Damselflies and True Nature — Day 1
I tie one end of a long towrope to my wrist and one end to the boat beached on the shore (no place to tie to the raft) and push off.

Being in the Garden
Really loving just BEING in the garden. The colors, textures, smells, sounds, and aliveness are truly soothing.

Peace, Finally
Up to this point, it has been somewhat of a push/pull and ego driven endeavor to become a person that my children will feel in their hearts; that I was truly a good mom and person.