My home-away-from-home this week: my mom's mobile home along the Sammamish Slough. The front rooms inside are all knotty pine (just like my mom's childhood bedroom), with a shelf that runs around the top on three sides for books, dolls, baskets, and other items.
That's my laptop over by the window, looking out onto the water. And my bags on the floor, just beginning to gather things up to get ready to return home. I think I'll be ready by Friday. I hope so, anyway. I could use a month of peace and time to myself, but a week was enough to bring me back from the brink. At least for now.