We have been working out at the new house almost daily since we closed over a week ago. It is exhausting work, but the results are typically immediate and satisfying.
The weather has been mostly gorgeous over the past week, so it isn’t hard to get lost in the environment while toiling in the yard. I’ve discovered countless types of trees, shrubs, and flowers – left here by the elderly folks who passed on. When I see a familiar plant peeking up out of the soil, I find myself saying, “Thanks, Bessie!” and feeling like somewhere in the universe she must be feeling my gratitude.
It almost feels to good to be true as I look around and tell myself that these are now my trees, my shrubs, my flowers. I am so blessed to call these 4.6 acres of rolling hills and nature home.
Here’s a photo of the old barn that sits on the property. Honey thinks it’s an eye-sore, but I find it both beautiful and charming.