Residency interrupted

My time at Villa Barr was interrupted - as with the happenings in the rest of the world - by shelter in place orders.  I half expected to be able to stay, after all, I was entirely alone on the property and had absolutely no reason to leave.  I had packed food and water, had ample projects to work on and quiet walking trails in the backyard.
  BUT the city thought otherwise. They were sending me back to Ohio. It was a risk to have me there with much of the city shut down. I was told, if something happened, the response time would be too long.  
I had two thoughts run through my head when they told me that; 
1. What could possibly happen?
2. I don't want to leave. I was as safe as a person could be in that house all alone.

AND THEN as it often happens, a situation came up that made me rethink my rebellion.  
 
That night, with a cup of hot tea, a book and my phone in my hand, I slipped and fell down the spiral staircase.  Watching someone fall down a spiral staircase must be a hilarious sight.  Thankfully no one was there to witness it.  Which was their point.  Not only was no one there, no one would know, and city workers were not easy to come by.
Halfway down my weird twisting fall, the thought that I could definitely break something crossed my mind.   But then my leg caught between two bars and stopped my fall.  I was - and am - bruised and scraped up, but that's all. Nothing broken and my noggin did not hit, because my leg took the brunt of it and. 

So....the next morning I packed up, cleaned and said goodbye to my 75% down sculpture, and other almost done projects.   until we meet again, Phoenix lady.  (more on her in another post)