light...

here & now...

My big girl sits in a tree, a little gray dog waits for her at the bottom. She is searching, from her perch, for a tortoise that wandered into our yard yesterday. He seems to have moved on but that won't stop her from spending most of the day there, hoping he'll return. Just like she spent most of the day before, in a storm, "protecting" him. 

She is more at home here than I will ever be. That realization comforts me, eases my worries, lets me exhale when I didn't even know I was holding my breath. She's alright. They all are. 

So I am, too.