i had to go and collect the fallen apples from our trees. it's not much fun, to collect all those little ones and put the rotting ones in a separate pile next to the trunk. two wooden crates i took home and memories of an early autumn pasture. some bright flowers, mostly lilac and white are dominant and i could not help, but stand still for a few minutes and just take it in.
i do have those lone moments now, as thea is at kindergarten every morning of the week. those lone moments of still and quiet, they quickly become a treasure to me. i'm getting used to not having a little shadow following and chiming in when ever the fancy strikes, when ever her curious mind is loudly wondering and inquiring. still i also miss her, miss the little girl with her sunny spirit. though i'm content, she loves her kindergarten and runs up the street toward the playground and school room every morning, with lot's of excitement. and that is good so.
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