Rachael posted earlier this year (springtime, I think?) about fallow time, a time of letting the fields rest so that they can continue to produce high quality crops. Things are a bit crazy here, so I'm allowing myself a bit of fallow time to recharge my batteries and contemplate. I'm hoping that after tomorrow things will be a little less fuzzy around the edges and that I might have a few minutes to collect those swirling thoughts in my head (and corral the remainder of the digital pictures from Italy). Until then, know that I am well - just busier than usual. And that's sayin' somethin'.