country living

December 2, 2008

violet-hour2

My brother says my writing is occasionally a bit florid.

That’s why I’ve hesitated to write about what it feels like to live out here in the open country, driving past the shepherd tending his flock of cows and goats, through the harvested fields with their triangular ricks of golden sheaves, to watch the sun set over the mountains from my roof.

I wonder how it will feel when Shanti (or, as that same brother calls it, the Taj) is finished and my home out here will only be a few steps from an active business.

I think I’m reluctant to surrender this sense of tranquility…I can only hope that I can share some of the peace I feel out here with the people that I hope will come to visit.