Companionship Rise

We watched the moon rise and held each other. “I’ll fall asleep on my feet, right here.” she mumbled into my chest. “I think that sometimes I’m not annoying.” I replied. She looked up at me with a smile brighter than the moon and laughed. “I’ll walk you back to your bunkhouse so you don’t fall asleep along the way.” I continued. “You’re sometimes very funny, when you don’t try to be.” she finally got the words out.

So I’ve got additional motivation not to leave immediately. It seems that time here passes both very quickly and incredibly slowly – always a lot to do, always something to take time and provide a reward of accomplishment.
Today, the day that has just passed, has been an amazing day, an extraordinary day, a fulfilling day. I finally got to throw bales of hay – we helped (Keith and I) a neighbour of the Retreat Centre getting the hay off his field. Blue sky with white fluffy happy clouds, none interrupting our sun, dirty, sweaty, real work, great company, perfect amount of wind, amazing views, just perfect. Then off to swim to wash off the dust and straw, and lunch and then finishing work at the lower house – the floor I helped put down yesterday is looking amazing now that the trim is on.
There’s a little bright dot right near the moon and it is following the same course tonight. A satellite of sorts?
And it was the second or third night, or maybe more, that Michelle, a self-proclaimed “early to bed, early to rise” person was up until late having tea with Diana and I – a habit that Diana and I got into way back. It turns out that I wasn’t the only one with someone on my mind. It’s good when things like that work out. We have spent the better part of two weeks getting to know each other, and expressing our interest more recently, so it was not unexpected.