Nothing beats being at home on your birthday. Well, nothing beats being at home, period. So not wanting to be in the city today, I packed my bags with a sweater and one shirt and came home. Needless to say, it has been fantastic, as always. There has been no birthday trip this year, though there is a trip coming up next week. There was great food all day long, much love from people and the usual calls and texts from lovely people. Thank you all. There isn’t a great joy in growing older but with people and the place I most love in the world, it makes the whole deal better.
Here is to another eventful, adventurous year to you all, to myself.
Dear old black Blacky, Shailaja’s dog. Crazy nut.
The new organic vegetable patch. Up and growing still.
Oh, how I love this country life! (I love calling it country life just as much.)