I just haven't been able to nurture and give my attention to all of the beings in my life such as Maya and my plants. Maya has quite a tummy now from the ever flowing cat food at A. my dear neighbor's house and my plants can use a little attention, the kind of attention that only someone who watches them everyday can give them. For example, my ivy needs more light as it is turning yellow.
I don't want to travel for awhile. I say this but knowing me, I will venture across the mountains again next month.
I also haven't been able to catch up on my writing. I am still writing about the past when there is a present to contend with.
Writing, giving Maya a whole lot of attention, and cooking some sort of homemade dish whose aroma can permeate the house and stick into the cracks and corners. Perhaps a curry?
This would be a perfect weekend.