If winter comes, can spring be far behind? Yes, apparently it can be far, far behind in 2017 because today is the ides of March and our high temperature at Casa de Canterbury is supposed to be 47 degrees this afternoon. We had a low of 25 this morning and while we are grateful to avoid the blizzards of our amigos in the northeast and certainly don’t want to complain, I is cold…you is cold…we is all cold in the sunny South just a few days short of official spring. Brr…we are sending our hope for spring weather to everyone in the northeast who is shivering and shoveling snow today.
As the moving days get closer, I find more and more hidden treasures in my office that create more and more indecision. To keep or not to keep. That is the question. Where on earth do I put these memories…
Red paced, Chelsea panted…
Annie and Ollie contemplated the meaning of life
in the spring of 2011 in our back yard
Welcome to Forest Hills from the magnificent
trees at the corner of Canterbury and Westminster.
We will miss them.
Manning Avenue behind Casa de Canterbury
Lyon Street Community on Manning –
Forest Hills on Canterbury Road
We will miss our neighbors in both worlds.
Oh my, the azaleas and dogwoods
are incredible in the spring
Pretty and I are still trying to figure out what to do with our Casa de Canterbury marker – unfortunately, our next house number is not 2501. Other than that small detail, we could carry it with us to Casa de Cardinal. (What’s with this “C” thing?)
Spring is my favorite time of the year – next to fall – because it’s the time when new life bursts on the scene, green becomes a real color again, hope springs eternal for a fresh start; which is exactly what Pretty, Spike, Charly and I are about to have as we leave Casa de Canterbury after eight awesome years. We leave with a bucket list of memories, hope for the future and gratitude for the opportunity to once again move on…stronger together.
Casa de Cardinal – our new home
our knees are doing a happy dance!
Stay tuned for more updates.