For most of my life I have stepped outside to look up at the sky before I go to bed. Even when we had the farm in the Northeast Kingdom and it was 25 to 30 degrees below zero I would go out and spend a moment "Saying goodnight to God" as I call it. Last night I asked Don to come out with me and he was tired but I talked him into it. We stood under that amazing full moon and felt so blessed. We don't know where all this is going to end up, my health struggles, Don's new Lyme infection, selling and buying a house in an election year never mind a recession. But last night as we stood bathed in the moons brilliance saying goodnight to God, we somehow knew it was all going to work out just fine.
|Working on the painting with the chickens|
|Don snapped some photos of me in the studio yesterday|