Well well well… time has a way of changing things… but the more things change, the more they stay the same … isn’t that how the saying goes?
We moved from our hillside property almost 5 years ago to guess where? A city! My girls have been able to experience school in a larger city and attend a bigger high school. It was my dream that they seize the many opportunities for organized athletics, academics, art, church and a teenage social scene. The move has been a blessing for them; along with myself and my husband. His commute is so much better and I have a home office for part time work again.
We built a chicken coop during the early days of Covid and our three hens will be four years old this spring. I find comfort in our quarter acre which is nestled against a ‘greenbelt’ here in the city. We traded the pine trees for plenty of monstrously mature oaks and our house has a hillside again, as the backyard is seriously sloped.
The rhythm of this new city life reminds me often of the house where the girls grew up and how isolated I felt at times while living there. We rarely if ever had anyone walking down the road. Mostly just turkeys and squirrels. It is so comforting to see people now and get a glimpse of their routines during the day. It’s even more entertaining when they are walking their dogs. While we have many of the wonderful conveniences of city living of course there is more traffic, noise etc. But I have found the trade off a happy medium. I am close to our wonderful church, amazing dining options, shopping, doctors, a hospital and also my dad moved up here from Southern California.
Best of all the girls have learned their driving skills with [gasp] street lights!
