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June 23 I Smell RainYes, I smell rain. It's Friday evening, the windows are open, and it stormed once earlier already. Now I smell rain again. Usually about this time it's not quite dark, but tonight it's almost pitch-black out.
We looked into getting a small window air conditioner for our cute wee home, but turns out that would not be practical with the type of windows we have...crank outs...so it'll be us sleeping in the basement if the summer temps soar. "Soar" is a relative term. In Texas it's been up to 100 F already...here I think the highest was a couple of weekends ago to the 80s.
 I can handle that.Three of my cousins are camping out together in Texas this weekend. I talked with two of them yesterday evening on the phone...gosh I miss them! If I were there, I'd be with them right now. That's really only second pang of homesickness I've felt since moving from Texas.
It's not about missing my old house, the food, the shops...for me it's about the people. I miss talking with a girlfriend on a lazy Sunday and deciding we'd get together to grill and do an impromptu shared meal, just visiting, just sharing space with each other. I miss other friends dropping by when they'd come into town or getting together for dinner with other friends. I miss the drum circle I had been in for over two years.
Ah well, there are new friends being made here.
If it's one thing I've learned in the past year, I have quite a capacity for adapting to new environs. You know I counted up that in my lifetime I have moved 20 times! YOINKS! All that set aside...flying to Washington alone...making the road trip here by myself (well, except for the dog and two cats...we had absolutely brilliant conversations during that three-day journey)...going to Scotland...
Now that I have returned to my little "normal" routine sometimes I look back on the year and am stunned that I did all that. Hermit/hobbit/wee thing...guess that's my Warrior spirit spreading wings in spite of myself. HA!
There are so many adventures awaiting us if we just allow ourselves to experience them. If I had been timid....if I had taken the easy path and lived within my shell...well, gee, look at all the wondrous experiences I would have missed over the past year. Standing at the Vietnam Wall and taking my MIA/POW bracelet "home"...being part of the LAF...Scotland (oh Scotland) and all those lovely folks over there...sharing life with this amazing man...well, it sure would have been a boring existence had I missed all that.
Guess I'll go. We're to get out on the bikes in the morning if Momma Nature cooperates and there's no rain. If it's wet, we'll just go Sunday instead. I bought a new grill today and will attempt grillng for the first time here up North. Dave's never experienced a cook-out, so it should be fun. Chicken, sausage, beans, potato salad, and, of course, we've got the Guinness and lager!
Ahhh...smell the rain.... June 12 Home Sweet HomeYes, it's home sweet home, that's for sure. We moved a little over a week ago to a wee cute house. The other place was cute and served its purpose as a "landing spot" for us, but this little house seems perfect for us. It's smaller, has a nicely finished basement, and a nice fenced yard for the pup.
Goldilocks would be right a home here....it's just the right size! Hmm..there's those Bears again....ahem...I digress.
So I've uploaded some photos of our place. We've been busy settling in. Moving is truly hard work and we're not exactly teenagers any more. Dave has really been working on the basement the past few days, sprucing it up, and it is looking quite nice.
I have so missed working in the yard. Mowing and trimming is really my "thing." I get to commune with Momma Nature again. The physical work helps keep me in shape, both physically and spiritually. This yard is just big enough to give us some space, yet not so huge as to be a burden.
It dawned on me when I was unpacking. I have felt like I have been camping out for the past year ever since moving here last June. It's been a great adventure, but it sure is nice to have a real home again.
You realize, of course, the term "home" is not referring to the wood, nails, and bricks, but what goes on inside the structure. Although I felt safe over in Scotland ,or wherever I am with Dave, this is truly home now. Our first place togethery. The apartment here was more mine than his...had more of my "stamp" on it. This is better....ours together.
Nice cozy place. Comfortable.
I'll be teaching a Reiki class here this weekend and am looking forward to getting back into that. I've missed it.
Well, it's almost my bedtime, so I'll say g'night. Hope you enjoy the photos!
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