August. How are you? Where are you?
I am…unsure.
We arrived at our new home in the South Shore area of Nova Scotia this week after 33 days of too much travel and too-close quarters.
The house, which we’ll be renting for two years while its family is abroad, is lovely.
Built with detailed care, natural materials, much eco-conscious consideration.
Simply and sparsely furnished pretty much exactly how I would’ve done it, with my simple, sparse, selective ways.
Resting on forested land with a stream and birdsongs and…silence.
My bedroom plus bath offers a separate enclave of sorts.
And I’ve arranged the detached, rustic cabin out back *just so*.
It doesn’t have internet yet but will soon…and then will be my work and writing space.
The cats love it here. Randy loves it here. I love it here. And yet…
I feel I’ve lost something important.