Well, holidays have beginnings and endings, and today was an ending. Will had already driven back to Wolfville, and Jen, Forest and Asa were next. Drea, in her usual pose on the couch…for a couch potato, she loves hiking!…hung out with us a while longer, but then too departed. The house is incredibly quiet…no daughters, no son in law, no grandsons, no grand -dog.  Just us, reading our Christmas books, Daisy at our feet. It feels quickly lonely till we once again adjust. And that’s what it’s about. Adjustment…always, chronically adjusting to change. Bending, shifting, swaying, whatever you call it. If you don’t do it, you’ll break.  Be like the trees in the wind, a perfect analogy, when you look at our wind blown trees on the eastern shore. This shore has its lessons for us. Goodbye for now, our lovely holidayers…