the Wear Lodge has been a sanctuary of bliss these past 5 nights. no sounds, no television, just peace. i felt a need to write, because being in solitude in the middle of the mountains has opened my perception to a different way of living. inside, i feel myself growing larger and more comfortable in my own shoes. although i much rather be surrounded by people, i am beginning to enjoy the moments i have alone. these moments are hard to come by, which is why i cherish them.
evenings are dark, yet soothing.
and then things are bright... yes the green is finally painted, and i am really pleased with the results.