Every house where love abides
And friendship is a guest,
Is surely home, and home sweet home
For there the heart can rest.
~Henry Van Dyke
And friendship is a guest,
Is surely home, and home sweet home
For there the heart can rest.
~Henry Van Dyke
| Sunset viewed from our lounge room window |
It has been a whirlwind: these past three months.
Yet we finally made it.
| Some old roses discovered under the canopy of the weeping cherry. |
We have finished the contract,
we have purchased a house,
we have moved into it,
we are making it home.
| Two of my cherubs pruning their natural cubby - a weeping cherry. |
There are still many, many boxes to unpack,
things to sort out and decide whether we really need and want.
After having lived in quite meagre situations this year,
we have a renewed perspective.
| A full rainbow viewed to the east - over our backyard. |
Yet there are many things we will treasure and hold on to,
many things we will use once again when we settle.
I am particularly missing knowing where all my craft things are,
so I can easily access my scissors, my fabric, my patterns...
| It became a double bow! |
As we sort and store, and rejoice in the discovery of things
we have done without for most of this year,
we make our home.
Sharing the unpacking days with the children
means little is achieved at once,
but we make our home together.
So enjoy these picture of the surrounds of our new place,
| Another sunset viewed from our front porch. |
So enjoy these picture of the surrounds of our new place,
and if you are ever nearby, do pop in to say Hi!