“We’ll take an early day on Friday” was the first thought of the day. I placed my feet on the floor. Sitting on the edge of the bed I lowered my head to my knees and placed my fingers on the floor. With my face staring at the carpet below I began pushing down with the palm of my hand. I could feel my spine extending from its tightness. Next was exercise and then breakfast. The familiar sound of hard squares of wheat clattered against the bowl. I love wheat biscuits. It is the first breakfast that I had in Australia and they exude an aroma of nostalgia. I wonder if I will be able to find them back home? I’ll focus on that when the time comes. For now I’ll eat them every chance I can get. Just in case.
I spent several hours out on the slope near the creek Friday. The intensive vine clearing part of the work had been wrapped up the day prior. Today I was clearing an area of weeds and planting several of the rain forest plants that were dropped off earlier this week. “One meter a part” I reminded myself. Later I met Linda. I was joining her and her friends for an Easter lunch. One of many celebratory Easter lunches of the weekend. I was excited about this.