There has been a lot to do this year. Spring came and went before I knew it had arrived. The flower bulbs were not as vibrant. They knew I was leaving. They weren't going to give me a glorious show. I didn't want to work in the garden this year, either. My time here was limited.
Readying for the New Hampshire trip seemed to happen all at once. Usually, I pack for a week or so. I did that last year with nearly no visible fruition. Little did I know I was moving the following year. The year before I packed things I could use right now. This was the sustenance move. Could it be that I found my little spot because of that?
The next 3-4 weeks will be about packing, unpacking. Stocking up. Decorating. Ohhhh, decorating. Wonder if I will move the furniture about so much. Probably not. I will FEEL more settled. The NC house never felt like home. It felt like a new beginning for which I am most appreciative.
I can't miss summer. Simply can not. Cold weather sets in pretty quickly here. They tell me November is a rainy month. I am going to find my summer. One way or another.
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