We arrived home from a trip to Ontario last night . It was so wonderful to see the lights of home when we pulled in the driveway. Caleb and Ashlie had held down the fort in fine style and Brianne had kept my flowers watered nicely. Today I sit here with the sound of steady rain on my tin roof. I am so thankful for each drop of water that is falling from the sky. After travelling through Ontario and seeing the effects of such dry, hot weather and hearing yesterday an interview on CBC with a American corn farmer, I am truly thankful for the gift of rain. I hope the same gift comes to the drought ridden areas before it is too late to save the crops.
With all the excitement of arriving home and getting filled in on the week we were gone, the most exciting part was opening the box containing copies of Ten Thousand Truths. Not quite the same level of emotion that receiving the copies of The Year Mrs. Montague Cried brought, but huge never the less.It is thrilling to hold it in my hands and I look forward to all that lies ahead as it gets launched. Waiting for me was also a lovely hand written note on a beautiful card from a woman who had read The Year Mrs. Montague Cried last week. What a generous and kind thing to take the time and send the author such a note. I am overwhelmed and continue to count my blessings for the way things came together and brought both books into existence.
Now to come down to the reality of unpacking, doing laundry and returning to the mundane amid the marvellous!