Shelter

At times it's just hard to leave home. Familiar shelter, a roof over one's head, the warm and cozy feeling as you step through your door ~ home sweet home.

Last night the very strong, gusty winds and pouring rain of the Nor'easter pounding the North Carolina coast, came inland and shook the cottage. This morning the garden is littered with leaves, twigs, acorns, even several large branches that fell from the trees, but all seems safe in the thin sunlight now washing over the drenched landscape. Still windy, more showers coming ~ being sheltered makes one so thankful. Leaving home can be hard.

So, back to the packing. Closet doors yawn, drawers gape open. "Take me, pack that, choose this" the contents say. Not decided yet, you say. Checking the weather for the South of France finds perfect days of sunshine, with cool evenings and early mornings. So back to the list with a few changes necessary.