How I Let Laundry Piles Block My View

cloud covered mountain
Is rest out of reach?

It’s the last Saturday of September, which means it’s the first day of deer season. I’ve been waiting for this day. Not because I’m a hunter. But, because the house is empty. After a week of living without a clothes washer or dryer, dog sitting for a neighbor, meeting with an attorney about a living trust, and finally receiving an original copy of a death certificate needed to sell my late father in law’s RV, I lost sight of the gift of quiet that was coming.…