As if a return to the states with Dali and Sam and family in crisis in St. Louis weren't enough to contend with; last night went to "hell in a hand basket" as my Mom used to say. Between 8pm and 11pm last night the list felt endless and overwhelming. I am a morning person, so this is NOT my best time to be handling difficult situations in the states over the phone and by email. I've discovered that reading and searching for walnuts are two activities that get me back on track.
Finally off the phone at 11pm, all I wanted was an Irish Coffee and chocolate. I had a lot of coffee and milk, a little whiskey, and no whipped cream which made for one limping along Irish Coffee and there was not an ounce of chocolate in the house...not enough for someone who by that time was ready for death (or at least very deep sleep) by Irish Coffee and Chocolate. Turned out, one light was just enough. Morning came. I read. I walked with Dals, and I wandered the walnut way. It's therapeutic for me.
Even though we aren't going to be here to enjoy them this winter, I plan to leave them drying on othe terrace because I know that my birdie birds, mouse and red squirrel will be happy for a little extra easy winter nourishment. And besides, they're so pretty.
Oh, dear, I understand you very well, being a morning person, it is almost a kind of torture to be asked to deal with difficult things in the evening ! but good you have the walnuts or whiskey or coffee in my case ! take care, warm wishes love niels
Posted by: Niels Windfeld Lund | October 18, 2012 at 07:27 PM