My daughter and I have a dream of one day living in a small house with a big front lawn. On that lawn an old weeping willow spreads its branches. Under the willow we will sit on a comfy bench, watching the world.
I am a mother, wife, world language teacher, Waldorf teacher in training, student of life. I knit, felt, write, paint, draw and sing.
I am just stopping by quickly to wish all my Muslim friends a happy Eid. While I was home alone this morning, I came across this blog which chronicles one man's experience of this year's Hajj. I found his writing both instructive and moving. Enjoy!