March 21, 2008
There was some time during the past five years that I came here to live. I came here alone, leaving my home and marriage of 23 years. I had seen this place for a long time and had wished for just such a place to live, a safe place in the trees. It is nearly spring here now, and I watch the geese plowing into the pond below. I watch still bare branches dance slowly in the moist air. In some ways this is so much better than what could have happened to me. In other ways, so much worse.