now that youngest is settled in at JWU in Miami for the next part of his journey. We are home again in our mountains. There are so many things that made us ready for the trip home...the heat/humidity/stickiness of Florida (both South and Central) - here it is cool and the windows are open this evening. It has been down as low as 41 degrees in the morning this past week. The weather is perfect. Next we will not miss the smells of carbon monoxide and rubber tires on hot asphalt....here, as we drive through the forest, we smell a fresh, strong, earthy smell - is it the sourwood or the oak trees? It is heady and rich and so sweet to smell - soon to be mixed with the smell of burning hardwoods as we begin to light our fires in our fireplaces....we also will not miss the rudeness of the people (not the JWU folks - they were wonderful - or our daughter and sil) but clerks and others - pushing, swearing, rude, unable to even acknowledge a kind word or polite greeting. I suppose it comes from living in such crowded, noisy conditions - and that is another thing I won't miss - the noise - overwhelming and continuous. Here I am listening to the cicadas chirping ....rhythmic and reassuring. No traffic noise. No people noise. The trip only makes it easier to appreciate the homestead and the mountains that surround it.
Youngest chooses the big city and the hustle and bustle... not for me. Very little rest in the past 6 days, but feel at peace now that I am home. Tomorrow it is back to early morning wake up call and work....ahhhhhhhhh.
Be blessed,
Kim
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