As I walked upstairs from the (garage) bench just now, I realized
how lovely it was to return from work and know I could sit down with
a cup of tea and enjoy the onslaught of Orchid posts arriving in my
mailbox every second, and how much a part of my routine that has
become. If I’m crazed in the evenings I will save them for the
morning, occasionally scanning the subject lines in case there was
something calling my name that just couldn’t wait those 12 hours.
It made me think about the fact that here we are, scattered all over
the globe, getting these posts at different times of the day and at
different moments in our routines, and how we probably each (well,
those of us who land on the slightly ‘obsessive’ side of things!)
have our own little rituals or sensibilites built up around reading
our daily Orchid fix.
I just love seeing the messages flood in and knowing that many of
you are out there reading them right along with me! They’re like
little gifts arriving every day…pretty darn special.
With sentimentality, gratitude, and hopes for peace in these
Jessica in San Francisco, who can hear her fiance and our doggie
romping around in the back garden as I type.