I have the song Seasons of Love from the musical Rent rolling around in my head...how do you measure a year, in daylight, sunsets, in midnights...Fitting lyrics for this post considering lavender was in full bloom when last I wrote.
I guess this is how the year will be measured...
|An impending arrival...|
|Cups of tea|
|The last moments of being 3|
|Exploring the magic of Padstow|
|Gracie-Pops-a-Doodles arrives on the scene. She is loved.|
|Grace and Grandpa|
|My sweet blue eyed girls|
|Creating so much yummy love. Nanny makes holidays wonderful in so many ways.|
|Grace surrounded by her people|
|Grace is our smiley snuggly girl|
|Winter walks and flood waters|
|Fly away Bea...glitter paint, it had to be!|
This year offered up a journey home and it shed light on who we are as a family and as individuals. Travel has a way of changing things...
|Screens and sunlight|
|'Oh my gosh, she's British, that little girl has a British accent.' Such a strange moment for this American momma.|
|Exploring her world.|
|Front porch moments|
|Contemplating the state of affairs on top of Hanging Rock|
|The two Beatrices and Grace|
|Grandma magic... Bea making a REALLY long road with chalk!|
|That's my Florida girl... Even the Gulf wasn't warm enough!|
|Catching a ride|
|Poetry in motion|
|Walking up the hill to catch the 'J' bus|
|Rocking chairs and ice cream, winning combination.|
The blooming lavender marks the end of a year and an end to living in the city. We are leaving our sweet Victorian terrace. We have loved this house and will miss it. It is the first house we owned as a married couple. When we left the hospital with the girls this is where we brought them. This particular harbor is where our adventure really took root. It is where laughter has been heard and tears have been shed. Babies have cried in the night and slept soundly too! Loved ones from near and far have found shelter here. The kitchen has seen triumphs and tragedies as the art of nourishing our family has been discovered. This place we have called home for the last eight years will have a special place in my heart.