I walk out my door, across the street, through a small break in the foliage, into a magic clearing, and down a deer trail until I meet a main path that splits in 3 directions (not including the many winding side trails). If I follow the path to the right it goes past ponds and meadows, through green grasses, under old oaks, and eventually to a lake. If I go straight it leads me to the wildflower gardens and a trickling creek. If I go left it brings me through a series of hills down a shadowed path surrounded by towering trees--this is the way to my sister's house. Each time Anu and I walk, we find a new part of the park we have not yet explored. But calling it a "park" or "woods" does the place a great injustice. Both lack something--they are words incapable of capturing what it is. No, not a "park" or "the woods"...it is a forest--in all magical sense of the word.
And maybe someday I'll be able to describe the places where I walk a little bit better. But for now I am too busy simply soaking it all in. These days I like to pretend I'm a sprite or a gnome...or better, I'm just a girl with a dog--happily lost in a beautiful forest.
Today was the first day that Anu walked with Charlie and Olive. Of course, that made for 2 girls and 3 dogs happily lost in a beautiful forest. And now Anu has 2 new best friends. Life is good for everyone.

Life feels colorful and full and so well-rounded that I hardly know what to make of it.

Slowly (oh so slowly) the house is starting to take shape. Despite the brief interludes of fun I had today, I managed to almost entirely unpack another room--yes, and an important one--my writing room! Well, not all of it, but the most important part anyway: my favorite books.
Welcome to a little corner of my world.
I am happy here.
8 comments:
What happy words
A delight to find such happy magic in your life...
I am glad for you
And I am SO happy for you! Doors and windows opening all around...the light streaming into yours is reaching me across all these miles...thank you!
Love you,
TD
what a beautiful glimpse into your new life - i'm happy that things are working out for you. i can't imagine the wonder that would fill me if MY sister and i lived only a forest's walk away from each other.
thank you for sharing...
this is wonderful. how gorgeous this "woods" near your house sounds...and the choice of the three paths...well, that is a book on it itself.
so glad you sound so happy and content. and love this glimpse into your writing room!
jessie, sounds like you are home.what could feel better than that?
i moved to western mass. just one year ago and your words capture my experience. i love where i am: butterflies, fresh corn on the cob, a love of the land, and my own writing room.
i will follow your adventures!
kj
All of it sounds deliciously delightful and fulfilling on so many levels! I am happy for you and excted for all that you will discover.
I love the photos you have shared since your move too.
A magical forest and a writing room. Mmmm. What more could a girl want? As for the domesticity of ironing - I love making home and taking care of the details - there's something so intimate and nurturing about doing those things. I think you can iron and be a feminist too. Happy forest exploring.
Jessie,
As for the ironing, consider it a kindness.
The walk with your sister is priceless.
Love the look of your books.
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