glimpses of a toddler dinner
Last night, I dreamed an owl stood guard atop the wardrobe in the room I am sleeping in in this house across the country from my home. I keep thinking about her standing there (surrounded by a few small hopping swallows that had snuck in with her), and I see her orange beak and regal, certain presence.
Tonight, as I sit with these new rhythms and textures that surround me, I will close my eyes and ask her to come again in the hopes that she will guide me as I find my way.
(Ellie and I are tucked inside my mom's gorgeous new home that she and her partner Steve built in Northern Wisconsin. We are staying for a bit so Ellie can sink into some good time with her grandparents and I can work and maybe even rest. Looking forward to sharing more from here.)