Friday, 5 June 2015

End of the road ~ turn left



Although we have been in our new home for 4 months now, we are still busy exploring and discovering so many things about where we now find ourselves. It seems dazzling to us to actually be here. To be able to walk down to the local shops for everything we need, for people to smile and say "hello" in the street, to be able to water plants in our garden and not be worried about the neighbour whinging about the water going on her balcony. To have an actual garden and not a balcony at all.


I do miss the views from our old abode, strange as that may sound. I loved the expanse of sky, watching the clouds change and those amazing sunsets we used to spy.


But, all of that aside, we are so happy here. There are more changes afoot, with The Beard starting a whole new role that shall be home based and me finally feeling more settled with him home for more than 2 nights a week. The separation, with him working down South and me being here alone, has been harder to bare for the both of us than we thought possible.

But the end is in sight. Hurrah.


When we picked our new market town and the house we now own, we literally inspected the street. We were in such a flurry of excitement, of viewing other houses -  all the while knowing this was really the one -  we never thought to go out of this street and turn left. Until a few weekends back. 

And, boy, are we thankful we did.


Past some beautiful houses and down a hedgerow lined road, we found ourselves in a glorious working fields and woodland wonderlands. We walked for a good couple of hours -  our original route blocked by some curious Piebald horses meaning we had to double back on ourselves (The Beard being a bit wary of their big ol' toofs and kicky hooves)  -  taking it all in, exclaiming how we "never knew this was here."


Before Spring had sprung proper, there were the stirrings of things to come. Birds chattering away, making themselves known to the others and looking for love. Young buds and leaves reaching for the sun, stretching, stretching, streeeetchiiiing.

We are so happy that, not only do we now have our own front door and a step to go with it, but that all this beauty is right on that step too. It's perfect for a saunter, for a gather, for a gander. I can't wait to go back and see the seasons taking shape.




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