Full, intense, rich, and warm. My mind is working overtime and I'm struggling to process and contain everything while making room for more.
The folks in my program are a delight and a blessing. Something pretty magical happens when you put 10 musical, like-minded individuals in a room. I'm pretty certain that I belong to the greatest masters program ever. I still cannot believe that something so academic for the creatives of culture exists. I have had many "ah-ha" moments over the past four days.
I am missing home and yet there are things here that feel home-like. Fireplaces, warm drinks, sweaters, and scarves.
It is true that the turning of leaves in the east is spectacular.
Here is a little something to remind my husband that I am alive and well and will be home in 7 little days. We went for a hike up to the top of Dominion Hill (where I'm staying). The trails were a treat but the view at the end was the icing on the cake.
I miss you, love. You need to experience this place with me.