Maria is applying for her visa to India today, she needs a photo of her against a white background. I was happy to take it. The trip is becoming very real, we are talking about it more and more. She has a tour guide book about India, we have been trawling through You Tube and seeing some helpful videos. Soon, she will do some dry run packing, she has her shots and airline tickets.

We are both excited, perhaps getting a bit nervous. I am preparing for my time alone on the farm, the weather it the only thing that might challenge me. She is already talking about re-painting the interior of the house, I can just imagine.

Some people are already inviting me to dinner, but I don’t think I need that, they can invite us to dinner when she returns and hear about the trip if she wishes. I am good at feeding myself, and am practiced at being alone. Voluntary loneliness is different from the real kind, her trip will go by in a flash. I think it will alter her life in some ways.