Holding you all in warm thoughts and wishes .... Betting it all works out in the direction of dazzling goodness.
Exhuasted, myself. (Not much sleep last night.) But wanting to announce my own new love: eight plus acres south thirty miles .... Potential small community land. Land with bald eagle and bosque (look it up) a short walk away ... sandhill cranes, earthworms, a river .... Cottonwood tree hugged me back and silently welcomed me to the neighborhood.
Feeling and thinking into this fear we all have about any sort of love. Peeling back to where the love is, regardless of fear. Knowing that as the true root and branches of love.