serendipitous gifts

Well, I didn't really expect the government of Canada to change its plans to accommodate me and my dear husband. But I'm happy it did, anyhow. Thank you.

The thing was, our temporary condo pied a terre was a sublet from an out-of-town member of parliament. This meant we were looking at a two weeks discrepancy between moving out of there and into our new home, and would have had to cram into our son and daughter-in-law's townhouse -- potentially not good for maintaining happy family relations. So now we can stay put till the end of the month and enjoy downtown living for a little longer.

Meanwhile, being with the little person carries the perq (among many others) of allowing myself plenty of outdoor time -- especially on these lovely still, sunny autumn days. Spring in South Africa brought very similar weather fyi.

In the garden sunflowers, self-seeded, are blooming. And yesterday they gave me a simple little poem. Here it is:

I could swear
I could see
A sunflower
Smiling
At me

still in transition

"We don't do this as easily as we used to," I commented to the dear husband with a sigh. He agreed. We can console ourselves with the knowledge that moving to another place is rated high on the stress scale, but I know that our difficulties come partly because we're older than we were. (Ahem).

On the other hand, I'm aware that aging provides a certain compensation because I experience the world in a richer way than ever before.

Still, it's been hard, leaving a beloved and beautiful home and garden, extricating ourselves from our community, saying 'good-bye' to loved and valued friends, not to mention critique partners.
How many times did I think "we must be crazy??"

So, transitions are tough. But now the packing up's behind us and we can draw breath. It seems to me it's only once a decision is acted on and accomplished that it's possible to assess and know whether what you've done was right... or not. Even though we haven't moved into our new home yet, things are feeling good.

a month flew by

I'm in a flutter, which is why this blog's been on hold, and will be until September. Apart from selling and packing up our home, plus moving to another city (see side-bar!), my life is also changing to accommodate caring for a little person.

Not that there hasn't been very much that fluttered by in my brain! On the contrary. However, I simply didn't discover the moment to turn my thoughts into typescript. So... apologies.

And, dear readers, to you I say: enjoy all the beauties and blessings that summer can bring.

Asta la vista (or is that hasta??)!