My dear Jaja has moved out. She is moving on to a summer of travel before starting med school in the fall. I miss her terribly, but I plan on visiting her in Napa in June and in MO in the fall (probably for rudely long amount of time). But this end is a new beginning, for all of us.
Here we are wishing her good luck with a dusky game of horseshoes and some beer. The three of us rode our bikes 3 miles to this little hole-in-the-wall bar to wish our Sissy goodbye. If only Sammy could have come.
And here's another interesting end/beginning. A large potato plant has sprouted in our compost bin. Not uncommon, but still unexpected for this compost newbie.
2 comments:
That's so sad! So many endings and beginnings all the time.
Dear Fuz,
I'm just reading this now! My bleeeeeeeeeding heart.... for now, though, feeling inordinately titillated, as I'll be seeing you tomorrow ... I keep pretending it's all not gonna happen, and a play week in Napa only deepens the denial - so be it!
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