September 7, 2015
I went food shopping today. I cooked. I made brownies. I made chocolate ice cream and I put the brownies in the ice cream. I recovered the table outside with bright, orange oil cloth (thank you to my team). I'm wondering about a lot of things. So, so many things. And so many things have happened since I last wrote. I was at camp, my last post was on July 8 and we left camp on July 23rd (I think). It was an amazing experience that was full of good, hard work. And now I'm a bit different because of it. We traveled and visited friends I had not seen in 10 years. A dear friend that I met when I was a camper in Maine, when I was 13.
We came home and Aaron left again. And then he came home again and then we went to La Grande. Now we are home and school has started.
A counselor that I knew at camp died recently, a tragic, horrible accident. Shocking and sad and awful. My heart goes out to his family and friends. I knew him, but not well, and still it shakes me. I wish I took more photos of him, but I could not know that he would be lost.
I'm thinking a lot about teaching yoga. And photography. And pregnant and parenting teenagers. And teaching photography and yoga to pregnant and parenting teenagers. And looking for a gallery space and then, grant money.
I'm thinking about making curtains. About creating my studio space. About sewing. About a couch. About a dining room table and chairs. I'm thinking about me, my kids, my husband, my elderly Siamese cat, my sweet, old dog and my shy, not-so-old cat. I'm thinking about building community and making friends and missing friends. A lot. Thinking about Aaron's sweet Aunt, who passed away this week.
I'm thinking about my friend at Burning Man. Happy and thrilled and relieved that we will be in contact tomorrow. I'm thinking about my Fall garden. Harvesting sunflower seeds. Planting beets and maybe broccoli. I'm thinking about an early morning meeting tomorrow. The alarm that will go off at 6 am, even though I'll probably be awake by 5:30 am. I feel like my heart is on the outside right now. So many things to think about, to feel.