- The woods are lovely, dark, and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.- Robert Frost, Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
US poet (1874 – 1963)
We have been back on Whidbey Island since October 2007, and my voice has been quiet since then. Why silence? I am not totally sure, but likely a cocktail of emotions and circumstances.
My new job and our house remodel project both demand time and attention; the job during the week and the remodel on weekends. These two things have tapped my time, attention and energy, leaving relatively little time to think and feel.
But feel I do, feel I must. My feelings are still there, and the words will resume soon. I have promised myself that.
I have miles yet to go before I sleep.
