A Year
A year - a long time and no time at all. This last strange year has often felt stalled, coming round again and again, living in the groundhog day of lockdowns and restrictions but when I lift my head and really look at it I can see what a lot has changed and how far we have come. This time last year we were living in our old house on the hill, waiting to exchange contracts on our sale, surrounded with boxes of books and china. And exactly a year ago today it had snowed. We walked up to the top of the hills and tried out our snow shoes and were amazed by how beautiful the white world was. And then in February we moved. It was sort of a wrench to leave the lovely old house and it sort of wasn't. The fact that the new house was beginning to emerge from the mudbath of the building plot was so interesting and so exciting that it felt right. It felt time to move on and shape the new stage of life and we knew that in our old house's new owner, we were leaving it in good hands. H