So fellow travelers, fueled by a good strong cup of coffee to remedy jet lag from yesterday’s return trip, my morning meditation by our pond stirred up mixed emotions swirling like fish gliding in and out of the water lily leaves.
Sudden flash of gold
Revealing hidden darkness
Oppressive heat and humidity welcomed us on our return, adding to my longing to be back to PDX where each summer I feel increasingly more at home. Instantly I missed cool misty mornings, I missed 60% humidity, I missed random glimpses of Mt. Hood shrouded in hazey clouds, I missed innovative brunch menus and bird themed drinks, I missed eating dinner and playing board games with my kids.
Only one thing could ease all this yearning.
The happy yelps and ecstatic wiggling of one very happy dog.
In some ways it is good to be home here too.
Walk gently on the path my friends and may adventure find you ready.