Our new apartment in Subiaco fell into our orbit with so little fuss that I can hardly believe the transaction happened. We saw it, liked it, bought it! Now comes the wait until early January when John and I can move in and make it home.
This morning the wind blew from the east and from my bedroom I could hear the rustling of leaves that had dropped from the box tree on the verge.
Downsizing can be daunting. Moving house anyway is often stressful, but downsizing includes jettisoning many loved objects acquired as we’ve drifted through our lives in order to fit into (new, smaller) available spaces. Continue reading
Being eighty years old crept up on me,almost without warning, even though odd misgivings about being so old have plagued me for a few months.
Juggling time takes practice. It denotes a degree of maturity as well as a degree of skill. However, the skills can easily slip away if not maintained and practised after retirement. I’m wondering if they can be fully restored again.
Linen cupboards have exercised my mind lately. It started when my friend, writer Louise Allan, re-posted a Facebook memory about sheets she had folded meticulously. She said, I think with tongue in cheek,
The epitome of housewifeliness — folding the sheets so you can’t tell the difference between the fitted and flat ones.
Blue shoes didn’t top list of things I wanted. I certainly did not need them, but when they came into my life almost accidentally, I fell in love with them. These shoes may look quite ordinary, but to me they are very special. They beg me to dance.