It was a very nice anniversary, thank you again for all of the sweet wishes.
We took a drive up to Bellingham for a lunch of our favorite peanut soup and to spend a little time in the trees (and in memory lane) along Chuckanut Drive. There was an added treat of stopping by Deb's to wave to her and Lola over her gate!
It is truly an autumn-blanket-on-the-lap-tea-in-the-afternoon kind of day here.
This piece has turned itself around and around in my head and hands. Carrying home, going home, being home...it's all of it.
I do think things from the last few days are about being content.
And those loops of thread are heading back to their natural state.
