Monday, June 6, 2011

Come and give me your hand

My first new friend: a baby praying mantis. They're so elegant!

Our sweet little front porch coming together.

Naturally, this was the first room I unpacked and organized. My study and mediation area.

So far, both of our neighbors have come over to introduce themselves and welcome us to the neighborhood. I missed the couple who came over and brought us brownies yesterday. I came out on the porch for coffee this morning and spotted them on their porch. Of course, it didn't occur to me that I should wave and say hello until after I'd sat in the rocker with my back to them. The mornings are slow and hard on my brain. I hope they do not take it as a poor first impression of me.

I love our new home! It feels as though something big is changing. It feels as though it is whispering inspiration to me. Will my poetry come back? Will I grow more? In what ways will I grow?
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1 comment:

  1. More pictures! I love it already. I love the rush of a big change - it's an opportunity for everything to change.