Totally loving my brief, crazy summer job right now, tutoring the children of the migrant workers who pick cherries around Flathead Lake.
I learned the word for soulmate, "medianaranja"... as in, "you're my half of an orange." Isn't that the best?
I sat at the end of a dock and watched crazy lightning over dark burgeoning clouds.
I ate cherries and broke the language barrier by somehow agreeing on rules for a game in different languages.
I jumped into the lake in the middle of the night and then watched the moon rise over the mountains from the water.
Now I'm off to a pajama party involving one large blow up mattress, kahlua, and dice games.
Sounds about right to me...
I hope you're all soaking up the abundance that is just everywhere right now!
p.s. official Antarctic countdown: 2 weeks!