Just like that it's all changed.
I've left the dear coffee shop for other things, and this blog will suffer, I'm sure, without stories about nose-picker Joe and such.
Tom the farmer gave me some daffodils before I left.
I clutched them tightly on the drive back home.
They nodded their sunny heads encouragingly because it's going to be ok.
To mark this transition I found a hill and sat on it for a bit, because when it's all altered I need good space and good sky, as if a clear view from horizon line to horizon line would lend me clearer sights into what was coming next.
I over thought a lot of things and then began simplifying them.
Living now in gracious uncertainty.
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