We live on a dead end street and most days there is limited traffic. I surveyed my garden, by simply looking over the railing and thought ‘life is good’. My lavender is lush and a rose bush that has struggled is now in full bloom. The day lilies are about to pop!
Fifteen years ago, when we decided to move back to the country, it was an adjustment for me. Finding my place. Reaching out to the neighbours. Learning to live in the silence.
We’ve worked on our home so that now it feels like ‘us’. The bushman loves his double garage for his ever-changing projects. He built a carding machine and has been transforming alpaca fiber (sometimes alpaca combined with wool) into rovings for spinners.
Over the years, we’ve removed old carpets, installed bamboo flooring and an exotic living room floor that was an auction item.
In the kitchen, I can display my collections of serving plates, cake stands and other kitchen goodies. The yellow colour is welcoming. Art is everywhere including a large stained glass that I had made for the bushman years ago.
We’ve enjoyed many exuberant meals on our porch and in our dining room. We love to gather around the table and share food and stories with others.
This is Home! And when we’re surrounded by family and friends, I’d have to say we are ever so grateful!
Grateful! Which really, in my opinion, should be spelled – GREAT-FULL!
If you can be torn away from the gorgeous weather we’re experiencing , what are you grateful for this week?