Moving Melancholy

All changes, even the most longed for,

have their melancholy;

For what we leave behind us is a part of ourselves,

we must die to one life before we can enter another.

-- Anatolle France. 

You have had fair warning,

this may be a downer.  And probably too sad for family members.

As the house is emptying out I needed to snap a few photos.

But bright colors seemed a little too cheery....

it is starting to really hit me.

 So this post was me wandering around outside.

This is a giant tree in front of our house.

It has kept watch over the house about 100 years,

and over my family for 30 years.

 I like to think how many times we wandered in and out of this gate.

(And how I ruined my knees laying that brick).

 I did dig up a few plants to take,

but I am leaving many behind.

There was not one flower or bush in the yard when we moved in.

 Original shed (out house?),

one of my favorite things about the yard.

View of church next door.

I can still see two little boys holding hands,

walking up that sidewalk.

Being followed our loyal gold tomcat who met them at the end of the block.