The colors of the leaves are slowly changing here in central Virginia. There are some cool days and some warm, some nights are chilly and some even cold. Autumn is upon us. The sunny days are filled with the noises of cows, flying birds, and birds in the trees - angry and otherwise - interrupted on Saturdays by the occasional report of a shotgun somewhere in this neighborhood of wooded acres, farmland, and hunters planning their upcoming seasons. Loud pickup trucks whiz past the driveway of this multi-acred homestead at frightening speeds for a narrow and surprisingly busy twisty-turny road.
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It's a drizzly gray day as I write, the car is packed with all but overnight essentials. Capt Mommy (also known as Favorite Youngest Daughter in these pages) and Officer Daddy are on their way home from a lovely 10th Anniversary trip. Favorite Youngest Granddaughter has just awakened from a morning nap and I hear the voice recording for "Thumper" the rabbit speaking. Li'l Bit - as Mommy and Daddy call her - is still playing contentedly but it's nearly time for her lunch.
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This time tomorrow, if all goes well unlike the trip here, I will be halfway home to my small nest on postage stamp sized acreage, with no cows, or shotguns (that would mean something VERY different there than here!), but lots of birds and changing leaves. After nearly two months, there will be no more toddler schedules to keep, no more room monitor static in my ear overnight, no more daycare shuttles. Peace, quiet, solitude - I'm missing her already.
Yet there is much to do when I get home, people to see - Favorite Triplet Nephews, Favorite Sister (I only have one), Favorite Aunts, friends (all are Favorites!) for lunch, gym to go to (oh joy, oh rapture), and even some meetings for some upcoming consulting. Oh yes and a few (dozen) needlework projects to work on (please note I did NOT say finish though that is the ultimate goal).
Tomorrow will give me many miles to go before I sleep. But for this moment, the woods are lovely dark and deep, the deer pass by, Li'l Bit smiles, and all is good with today.
The colors of the leaves are slowly changing here in central Virginia. There are some cool days and some warm, some nights are chilly and some even cold. Autumn is upon us. The sunny days are filled with the noises of cows, flying birds, and birds in the trees - angry and otherwise - interrupted on Saturdays by the occasional report of a shotgun somewhere in this neighborhood of wooded acres, farmland, and hunters planning their upcoming seasons. Loud pickup trucks whiz past the driveway of this multi-acred homestead at frightening speeds for a narrow and surprisingly busy twisty-turny road. 
Tomorrow will give me many miles to go before I sleep. But for this moment, the woods are lovely dark and deep, the deer pass by, Li'l Bit smiles, and all is good with today.
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