58- Petrified and Leaving New York
Petrified wood, that is. We're booked on (just about) the first flight outta here to the Pacific Northwest, and I could not be more excited! Trees! Fresh air! A back yard! Open space! My mom to babysit so I can breathe said fresh air and have a minute to myself for the first time in I don't know how long!
Granted, I'm nervous about the traveling part, but Luca is pretty good about diligently wearing his mask, and we'll be flying at night so hopefully sleep will prevent some of his temptation to touch all the things. Besides, their numbers are rising and ours are going down so I guess if we continue to be as careful as we can, that's all we can do. (Wouldn't it be great if there was some kind of federal mandate about this Covid-19 thing?)
I'm planning to quasi-quarantine when we get there even though my mom thinks I'm kind of overreacting. (I've explained to Luca that he can't give Grandma kisses or jump on her, and he says he understands.)
I know I'll miss my bench and my torch. Jewelry making is one of my only current joys right now. But, ahhhhh, trees! Air! Space! Oh my goodness, I can't wait. Maybe I'll even start running or something! Ha! But, maybe. Stranger things have happened.
BTW, this pendant is made from oxidized sterling silver with a polished piece of petrified wood. Magically, the silver turned a lovely shade brown in spots. I have no idea how, and I couldn't replicate it if I tried. Did I mention I'm excited to leave the city?