I will just have to share fall pictures of the other house, until I get something from around here. Its going to be hard though with palm trees. About the only thing I saw yesterday on my walk was orange dates hanging from a date palm.
I missed the first day of fall yesterday. I couldn't believe it. I hadn't turned my calendar until last night so all day yesterday I thought it was the 20th. We have blue skies again, but its still pretty warm. So it doesn't feel like fall quite yet.
In the above quote by Wendell Berry, I loved so much and I would say, is the cry of my heart. Even though I am pretty much in town, in a neighborhood. I think that quote still says how I want to live.
It had got so loud and noisy at the other house, it was becoming more and more tiring to try and find peace and quiet. I lived most of the time with head phones in my ears. The plus of living here is that its quiet, very quiet. Its dark at night, we can see the stars again. I will get planter boxes and I will grow food again. My fireplace is beautiful and it has a mantel. I have wanted a mantel for 40 years and I am constantly redoing this mantel over and over. When we work outside, we actually finish. We have laughed over that so many times in the past week. We get finished. We never got finished the list of things to be done just got longer and longer.
I wanted to share something that happened to us when we were finishing selling our house. I share it in hopes that if you sell your house or land you might pay very close attention to the paper work. We still don't know why this happened and the title company is completely mum on the subject.
Ron's job is all about numbers. All day, every day. Making sure that numbers are correct and things are working the way the programs are supposed to be working. In the industry he works in if those numbers are wrong, people could get hurt or killed. He is very careful about anything to do with numbers.
He knew down to the penny what we would get back on the sale of our house. The final closing papers came in and down at the bottom, out of the blue, was a charge to us for Forty-one thousand dollars. We stared and stared at it. It had nothing to do with the our transaction. We couldn't believe what we were seeing. Ron knew it wasn't right, and he called the title company and in our 40 years of being married, I have never heard Ron's voice like that. I was glad it wasn't me on the other end of the phone. They couldn't tell him what it was for or why.