This is my first attempt at a quilt since coming home from NYC. I’ll have to look at it again tomorrow and see if it makes any sense. It’s good to be home. Somehow standing on the earth and knowing there is just more earth under me feels better than standing on a floor 15 stories above the ground with tunnels and trains below that is unsettling.
I didn’t always feel this way, I grew up close enough to NYC to know it pretty well, but since moving upstate, going back always surprises me. We spent a lot of time walking around and sitting in parks just looking and watching. There’s so much to see, sometimes too much. I found myself fascinated with peoples shoes. I know it sounds like a stereotype, but the styles were so varied, I couldn’t help staring. You just don’t get that in Washington County.
So I’m glad to be home, even if the shoes aren’t as interesting. It’s quiet and it smells good and even when I’m in the house, I know the earth is not so far below me.