time out

There's been a lot going on lately, hence the break from blogging, lack of time and inclination. Some of what's been happening has been good, some not so good and some quite distressing. The last couple of days have seen a return to some kind of routine, a semblance of 'normal life'. And strangely, something quite ordinary, like stewing a heap of apples we picked from my sisters tree, helped ground me in a way little else has. There was something symbolic about that huge pile of peelings, something soothing about losing myself in a repetitive task, something restorative about taking something and making something else...