Tuesday, April 13, 2010


Yesterday, at 3:30 p.m., my house officially passed along to its next owner. As with many big life transitions, the exchange was marked by last-minute drama and craziness, but in the end, the transaction prevailed, and I am now officially a renter.

Next week I will once again be a homeowner, but for now, I'm basking in the interstitial splendor of it all.

To fully appreciate my respite from real estate, I've taken advantage of my good friend Laura's offer to hole up in her houseboat for a few days.

This morning I'm looking over the channel, watching low-flying geese flapping and honking in pairs, swerving to miss the occasional tugboat or barge. My husband left early this morning for his job as a teacher across town, and I immersed myself in some writing as the river and sky unfolded in light, feeling the invitation to absorb the minutes of the day instead of scything through them.


  1. I knew that view looked familiar! Congratulations on the transition (Eva and I jumped the gun and downed the Scotch a few weeks ago...let's just say we saw it coming).



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