I grew up in the suburbs. It's quiet on this block. There are lots of coffee shops, theaters and stores nearby. I was sold on it when I went to look out the back deck and saw this:
It's on a golf course. We don't golf. I don't care. I just wanted to look out on something nearly as pretty as my own pastures were.
When winter was coming, this year:
Our house is on the far right looking out from the snowman.
And we live very near the Minnesota Landscape Arboretum, where I walk 3-4 times a week:
That's Dear Husband, who is doing very well, these days.
It's an easier life. I take art classes, do genealogy, visit museums and friends, take care of my mom a bit and do what needs doing. But I surely miss this:
2 comments:
Thanks for giving us an update, Gail. Sounds like you are making the best of your new life, but oh, those losses have to hurt!
Yeah, but... it's an endless world of possibilities. :-)
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