I feel like the universe has offered me a soft landing space from the trauma of the past 2 weeks, in the home of a new friend in a new city for me to explore. Here are a few images from my current life…
Sunlight and spectacular gardens all around the space where I’m working:
An enclosed garden porch, perfect for relaxing/reading/contemplating:
Oh, and just-so-coincidentally, one wall of that porch is outfitted with climbing holds:
And the bedroom where I’m sleeping more soundly than I have in a very long time (note: there’s a gorgeous print to the right of the bed called “Persephone” that I find particularly charming):
Other little serendipities include a persimmon tree, two cozy kitties who are keeping me company, nearby train tracks, morning light through tall windows, a new evening hangout cafe, and the comfort of knowing that I’m getting my work done despite the emotional drain of the divorce.