My ankle must be healing…. I am beginning to think clearly and care about things again. Last night as I was looking through the photos on Jeff’s camera, I found the one I’ve been wishing I had taken; greeting us as we arrived at the hospital in Glastonbury was this carved stone:
No kidding!
Despite the pain and drama, this bit of welcoming magic assured me that this seeming accident must surely hold some deeper meaning for me to discover….
you’ve been to glastonbury?! *jealous*
and we were there too… did you get Sig’s photo of The Pothole?
And thank goodness you were there!! I did get the photo,,,, and am happy that it has been marked for extinction!
Keep resting, and writing, and drawing… I think that is good medicine also!