April Showers

Big changes are coming our way.  Changes that will mean goals met & a mission accomplished.  It's so exciting!  It's also scary.  Tongues will talk. Let them.  In this house, we don't listen.

I finally cleaned out the garage. There was a specific thing I was looking for as I cleaned and tossed out all the junk we've collected over the last 7 years in this house.  Enzo's spurs.  I knew they were in a box somewhere in the garage. So I opened every dirt covered plastic tub in that garage. There were a lot of them. I finally found the spurs and set them aside. Then, I saw Enzo's handwriting at the bottom of the bin & it startled me. I wasn't expecting anything but the spurs. So I kept digging.  I discovered more inside that tub than I was ready to handle.  His high school diploma A few awards from high school A card I gave him A note I wrote him  And a journal he kept August thru October of 2019 Inside that journal are pictures he drew, his dreams for the future, his hopes and aspirations, several lists of things he was thankful for, and he even wrote out his idea of the perfect morning (it includes an Irish cream latte). I finished the g...

I came across a hide-a-bed Friday for $25 bucks. I had tossed around the idea of putting a bed in the barn for overnight company & this lil couch was ideal! A bed and a practically perfect couch, two for one.  With the help of Keirsey and Ami, we put some new fabric on it and somehow managed to get it in the back gate & inside the barn. Of course, I had to check it out so after K & A went home, I pulled out the bed, put on fresh sheets, came outside with some vodka and a downloaded book & hoped on the bed.... and I suddenly understood the last 18 months and what this barn is. I mean, what it REALLY is.  In the time I've had this lil shed, I've read more books than I have in my entire life, some audible and some an actual book. I've discovered new tastes in music: mainly the banjo, mandolin mix of folk artist Noah Kahan. When Noah sings, I can still hear Enzo. I've wept the deepest tears to "Still" in this shed. There have been conversations ...