Can't hear any birds in the evening singing you to sleep, or waking you up at dawn the next day. No deer to chase out of the garden. Only sirens and cars. Everything is set up for adults. Where is the roaming, the freedom to explore, the imagination corners and nooks in trees, over grown grass to swim through for kids?
Before I wanted to tame a corner of nature into something organized, now I want to create chaos and let the grass grow over my head in this land of clip and snip. So much sitting, talking, reading...miss the doing, seeing, being.
Longest 3 years of my life coming up. Week 1 complete.
