On Cold Mountain.

So strange to be home, so quiet, so alone. I like it here, definitely. It is a beautiful place to live, to work, to play. It is just that I miss Tamar, I miss Dan, I miss Damian.

So strange that when I returned home, the clock on my computer read Los Angeles time! Time to get back to life in Nova Scotia!

It helped that last night my son Aaron and his great joy, Jessica, invited me to come to their home for dinner. Then we went to see Cold Mountain. Both Jessica and I had read the book and found the movie followed the book very closely in mood and tone and events. Both are excellent. It felt like ensemble acting in the movie, all the players nourishing each other, helping to develop character and story. With a backdrop of current events, the pain and futility of war was poignant.

Time to value being back home and the view at sunrise in my backyard:

Posted by leya at December 27, 2003 10:08 AM