update

A month in the new house, and though there is much left to do, it is beginning to feel like home. The warm and fuzzy connection and the feeling of comfort seem to be doing it. I am delighted to be here, in this home and in this town, and I am surprised that I like it even more than I had thought I would.

Though rugs need to be bought and laid down and pictures need to be hung, the downstairs is usable. The upstairs is another story. A walk begins with a single step taken in faith, a book begins with a single word written in anticipation, and step by step, word by word, the attic, where all the leftover stuff is stashed for now will, I say will, turn into a nice space. I am beginning to see the possibilities.

I am also glad to live at a cool destination spot, and I've loved having some visitors. Last week Wyatt came. The day we went surf fishing, the weather had turned cool, but we were not deterred by it or the light rain. It was too beautiful a day. Here he is casting a net for minnows.

Another picture comes from Saturday. It was taken at the corner of Market and Water Streets, under the tall sculpture of the Venus Fly Traps where there were lots of noisy little brown birds in the bushes. (I should know what kind and will find out.) I cropped out one bird and made an oval pic.

There are so many pretty things to photograph.