This last week we have said good bye to our house that we re-built from the inside out. It has been an exhausting experience, tinged with sadness and hope.
The last week has been chaotic and messy. But gradually our new abode is taking shape. The sky is big and open and spring is only just begining to emerge. The nights are very chilly.
This morning we ventured out to a local playgroup at the Anglican church. A most beautiful setting. The group is for 0-5 yr olds. There were even newborns there. The church ladies provide morning tea. It was lovely.
Everything is now so close. The people are very friendly, everyone says Hello on the street. On Saturday night we walked around the streets to admire the old wooden houses and come across a little gathering of neighbours having wine and a bbq on the verge. They were celebrating the success of their garage sale. They invited us for a drink and a sausage. We found an old solid dining table perfect for our new spot for eating, amongst their wares.
On Sunday we went to the local farmers market and purchased lots of yummie goodness.
I think it will be good living here