I woke up this morning and got to work doing various morning things and was genuinely shocked when I discovered it was Friday.  I was certain it was Thursday, at the very latest.  Where has this week gone??

The last two mornings had me seeking out a sweater and wondering where everyone’s slippers had gotten to.  A little tang of autumn seems to be creeping in at the early morning and evening hours.

Galen spotted these sweethearts over breakfast (both ours and theirs).  Seeing bird couples always makes me smile.  Love birds.  It seems like such a sweet thing.  I feel as though I’ve been rewarded for letting that thistle grow.  I’m partial to thistle.  I know, how strange is that?  And I left this small patch in an area where no little feet tread, though I diligently dug it up in other, more trafficked areas.

The big news from here is that we are moving again, for the second time in 9 months.  It’s another rental home, another temporary place, but on the whole a situation that I think will be a lot better for us.  And that has been a big part of what has been keeping me busy lately.  We were lucky this time that it didn’t take us all that long to find what we needed.  I do wish that we could be settled somewhere for good, but if the worst of it is that we have to spend a year or two in a perfectly gorgeous house in a beautiful area, well then I can’t complain really!  I’ve mentally likened it to an extended stay at a bed and breakfast, only I’ll have to change the sheets and make the breakfast.  Not too shabby, seeing as I do that already and all.  And I’ll have a whirlpool tub in which to drown my sorrows.  There is a chance that all of my photos from then on out might be taken from that vantage point.  You may get tired of it, but I doubt I will.

Moving day is about three weeks out at this point, and there is much to be done.  I think it will be a happy moving day this time around, hectic and stressful in it’s own way, but not the heartrending experience of last time.  The little rootlets that have crept tentatively out over the last 8 months, aren’t really deep enough to cause much pain when they are yanked back up.  There will still be a good bit of upheaval for the little ones, there always is with a move, and I’ll be very happy to settle in and have life get back to normal.  In the meantime there is a whole house to pack, a new house to clean and paint, plants to dig up and plant again, a new school district to contact about homeschooling approval for next year and many other things both little and big.  Wish us luck!