It's not that I'm having trouble concentrating now that I'm back in the real world with real things like houses and jobs, it's just that nothing seems as important as wandering and wondering. My backyard garden is crazy lush right now, it's all green and growing, alive and buzzing.

I am still amazed at the red red purply red beets I pulled out of the dirt this morning. I don't really know what to do with them except marvel at the color. My beet harvest was just two lil' beets but I can't complain.

We're off to barbeque things and get to know more people and then work will be wacky and it'll be hot in this house and the laundry won't do itself and I'll mean to write more letters than I actually will but, you know, until then I'll think about color and how the hard work of everyday makes the relax of days off that much sweeter than beets, even.

That's all really.

Take care of yourself,
Rachael