The kids basically had a slumber party last night. Bastion, the twelve year old, and my daughter and son stayed up talking until the wee hours of the morning. Poor kid had to wake up for school. Sorry… McCall kids are equal opportunity distractors.
And there was Minecraft. What can I say?
The journey today was a lazy one. The two hour drive to Asheville was interrupted by several stops and meandering on the border of the north and south of the Carolinas.
We ended up staying at a cabin home in the Black Mountains under the watchful eye of a wise woman of the hills here, a midwife and a fire-earthy personality whose passion for mother’s human rights puts me to shame.
We spent our evening talking about the status of midwifery and mothers here in North Carolina, late into the evening. It began to rain hard, thundering against the A frame roof. I’ve missed the rain, as we’ve had mid-70s sunny weather since we left the city of Angels.
Now to fall into a deep, mountain inspired sleep!