Sunday, March 21, 2010
How heavy is a life?
Autumn is upon us with cool mornings and brilliant skies. Spent yesterday upside down under the boat painting her bottom (I'm usually a breast man) and fitting new zinc anodes on the sail drives in preparation for winter. There is a lot of door closing for my move to France but they sure ain't going to be locked. I've been weighing my tools and rating them in order of importance so I am not over weight on the plane. Not much room for clothes but I'm taking my beloved Maton guitar. Paints are too heavy but ideas travel well. The hat collection has to come. Can I fit a life into two suitcases? I suppose we fit a life into one coffin. Freedom!
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As one door shuts and another opens...Flaxmill Bay won't be quite the same! We do look forward to meeting you as the next stage of your life develops!Jusque là ...Julie & Ronnie
I am pleased to hear your doors are remaining unlocked...at the end of the day freedom is a state of mind, so ultimately you will always have with you what you truly need:-)
Hey Anonymous Julie, nothing stays the same and everything stays the same. Same heart different skin. Ahh the possibilities!!
I don't know Scotty, I've been trying to fit Lonely Bay in my bag but she doesn't want to come! And I thought she loved me.
Just heard that you are off on a new adventure and we wanted to say we wish you the best of luck and hope you enjoy the new path you are taking. How exciting the world awaits your creativity, kindness and your wonderful sense of humour so we are sure you will find your way. We look forward to hearing now and then where your newest path has taken you. Au revoir et Bon voyage until we meet again! Amy, Craig, Carter & Caitlyn xoxo
Hey Guys, can you look after little old NZ for me and I'll take a part of you and sprinkle it around France. Keep in touch. Till we meet again.
xxxx
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