The pure deliciousness of being all tucked in, with “nowhere to go and nothing to do when I get there,” as an old farmer friend used to say. I’ve given myself the week off to feed friends and neighbors, write some words, read some words, knit a hat or two, and do some solid thinking about the future. I hope you are where you want to be and that you have time to indulge in a little of what you love, too. ❤️