They say you can’t go home again.
I disagree.
(*And a quick note: I’ll be taking a quick break on Friday and Monday to spend time with family, but I’ll be back on Wednesday, November 30th with a short story. In the meantime, happy creating, y’all!*)
For the last several weeks, we’ve had a crew working on our house. Exterior stuff for now, and as they’ve been fixing up our siding, it’s been fascinating to see what’s just underneath it.
It’s solid as a rock, we’ve been told.
Our old house may need a lot of care, but I wouldn’t trade it for the world. They just don’t make them like they used to.
Beautiful, isn’t it?
But it burns out so quickly.
This picture?
It’s my dad and me, messing up something – words or chords or something…I can’t exactly remember – on a song I’m sure we’ve played a thousand times.
Mistakes happen. Perfection does not exist in this universe.
But happiness does.
So, you know, laugh it off, just keep playing, and enjoy the music. 🙂
Until next year.
I’m always a little melancholy when one season ends, but also happy and excited to see a new season start. I wonder what this autumn will bring. Good things, I hope.
And still finding new ways to love each other every day. It’s not easy to celebrate on a busy Wednesday, but every little moment of love and joy and happiness counts. I’m so grateful for Graham, today, and always.
We’re staying at Graham’s parents’ house for the next couple of weeks for some beach and family time, and they’ve got a lovely garden with a small koi pond.
Y’all, the fish are always, always, always hungry.
But I’ll be there soon! And honestly, soon can’t get here soon enough. 😉
Snowdonia, in Wales, from our trip in 2015, which seems like ages ago now. I’d go back in a heartbeat. And today, I’ve found myself just sitting and daydreaming about traveling and adventures, and wondering where we might go next.
If you could travel anywhere in the world right now, where would it be?
We had a wonderful weekend visiting with family in the mountains! We’re exhausted and happy, and we made lots of good memories. One of them? Watching the sunset over the mountains.
Just absolutely, almost unbelievably gorgeous. I love my little corner of Loudoun, but the mountains will always feel like home to me.
