My partner and I have been moving for five months. Will it ever end?
The good part is that I get to look at the trivia I collected over the years and remember the fun we used to have in the old farmhouse across the street.
My new partner and I built a new house in 2003. Riverside Farm was sold in 2000 after the demise of a marriage and the exit of three children.
The new house doesn't have the same ambiance as that drafty old farmhouse. There was a 1923 wood stove in the kitchen. The best turkey I ever had at Thanksgiving came out of that oven.
I remember one nor-easter when the snow came in through the window in our bedroom upstairs. My youngest was in a porta crib by the window and I marvelled at the snow on his comforter.
The new house has good windows. You can't hear the moan of the wind or the rain on the roof. I miss those sounds.
Our new apartment is very quiet too. I'm tempted to put an old saucepan upside down outside the window. At least I could hear the rain.
Time for another trip to Goodwill and the Humane Society with old towels. We already have two dogs, so no detours allowed.