refuge, looking back
Many a day was spent in this quiet place of solitude;
given the gift of living in Civita and to study drawing!
This window to the world was really quite magical. I watched clouds wisp in in the middle of the night,
summer rains approaching, bees visiting, cool breezes comforting,
the valley below and
much conversation, mostly Italian.
Whether drinking coffee or sipping wine,
this place was a comfortable refuge to conclude the days work and plan for the next,
turning pages in my sketchbook and reflecting in writing what I set out to do while in Civita and
what it all will mean as I journey back to life in Seattle.
This was my sacred space.