It’s that time of year again.
Time to lighten up.
We are packing for the Great Migration North.
We unloaded the storage unit today and I spent hours making piles of clothing to donate to Good Will.
But Brady thought otherwise.
He assumed all the clothing piles were an effort to build him his very own nest.
It’s amazing how much STUFF we collect in less than a year.
It’s also amazing how much stuff I can hold on to for many, many years — as if tossing or donating would throw away part of myself.
The editing process is so powerful.
In the act of making piles, counting sweaters, and tallying up shoes, I found something we collected this winter that I am not willing to throw away.
Mark four legs and two puppy dog eyes for the keep pile.