My sister of Five Nomads-here has been visiting for the past couple of days. They are back on the trail westward. I will post pictures in a day or so...
...I need a nap!
The Nomads have left the building. The drums in the garden shed are quiet. The piano in the dining room is quiet. The pencil sharpener is quiet, no snip-snip of craft scissors. The Star Wars dudes, American Dolls, and Cars are packed and gone. No discussions on weapons and baseball, no ballet pirouettes to entertain me while I'm in the kitchen. No little curly haired 3 year old bossing the 80 lb. dog or telling me that there is shiny grass in heaven. The Nomads are gone and for a few short hours our home is empty.
My heart is full.