I had a great day. As a present, my husband bought a bunch of heirloom apple...baby trees? I’m not sure as they won’t arrive until tomorrow. I wasn’t wild about apples until we visited a local orchard that specializes in heirloom varieties, and now I crave those odd apples that we can’t find in stores. He got a mix that has a bunch of more complex-flavored apples that balance sweetness and tartness. So yesterday we spent time figuring out where to plant them and dreaming about bushels of unusual apples that should arrive in 2-4 years.
At night, my husband and I watched Manchester by the Sea. For some unknown reason, I thought it was a romance.
It’s so not a romance .
I cried through nearly the whole thing. But it was good and thought-provoking, and I probably needed to cry over fictional events for a change. And it was heart-warming in that it showed how immense and transformative love can be.
Writing that makes me think of the love I have seen and experienced with this community and the changes it (and I) has undergone in the years since I joined.
To all of us here right now and to those who have come, gone, and are not forgotten, thank you.