Did you really think you could get rid of me and my diary?

Time is an ephemeral barrier when the thoughts remain constant...

I’m not sure what it means, but it sounds nice.

Anyway here I am.
Even though I had become a sedentary lady for some years nothing obliged me to never change my mind.
I have spent some months travelling to visit old friends and to take care personally of my own properties and business.
It has been enjoyable, but a little tiring.
The feeling of tiredness reminds me always of my age, even when my mind tends to forget it. .
If some among you may be curious to know how I have spent the last few months, well, I think I’ll write some notes about that in the next pages of my diary.

For the time being, since I have just come back home, I need to rest and then to tidy up and to clean my cottage here, in my beloved Bearshire.
I visited some old dear friends too and the memories of the days spent in their company will brighten up my autumn days.

Nothing makes the earth seem so spacious as to have friends at a distance; they make the latitudes and longitudes.