Time has been something that I have been thinking about this first week back on the Island. This is the first year I am not working in the shop, so the gift of time has been handed to me...or should I say tossed at me. I wasn't sure at first how I would handle this or even what to do with it. So, here it is Wednesday morning and here are a few of the activities that I have participated in: sitting on the porch of the Community Store, attending events at the museum (Philip has one in about an hour!), hosting the after festival party, sitting on the porch of the Community Store, biking, walking the beach, baking bread (well, not really, but hope to soon!), giving ghost tours (two of them last night!), re-writing radio shows for the Opry, talking with Philip by the hour, sitting on the Community Store porch, dinner with family, dinner with friends...OK, the list could go on and on.
Time. It is lovely for me to have...to use...to savor...to gather.
Lou Ann Homan-Saylor lives in Angola, Indiana which is nestled in the hills of Northern Indiana and spends her summers on the wind swept island of Ocracoke. You can find her gardening or writing late into the night under the light of her frayed scarlet lamp. She is a storyteller, a teacher, a writer, an actress and a collector of front porch stories