It's beginning to feel a lot like Florida summer. The humid heat hits full on as I step out the door, the comfort of my air conditioned home lulling me into forgetting that a late morning bike ride might not be the best way to exercise now.
A friend told me yesterday that she had heard the weather for Burlington, VT. Temperatures in the fifties were expected. I know that that means people were pouring outside in shorts and tees to glory in the spring breezes. I will carry my sweater on the plane when I head back next Tuesday.
I am in the process of saying good-bye to friends and neighbors here--InStride volunteers, poetry group members, people from the yoga classes I have been taking, and people I have met from church. My next door neighbor, Gayle, left this morning. As I ride my bike around I see more and more places closed up. Seems like every day for the last two weeks are taken up with saying good-bye, stay well, see you next season.
I have made my list--all the little details of closing up the house. I don't have too much to pack. Florida clothes don't necessarily translate to VT summers, but what I do have to take is important. I have already had a dream about arriving at the airport without having printed out my flight information.
In the mean time, my calendar is already filling with VT activities. Soon I will be saying hello once again to family and friends in the north.
As it says on those tee shirts--life is good.
A friend told me yesterday that she had heard the weather for Burlington, VT. Temperatures in the fifties were expected. I know that that means people were pouring outside in shorts and tees to glory in the spring breezes. I will carry my sweater on the plane when I head back next Tuesday.
I am in the process of saying good-bye to friends and neighbors here--InStride volunteers, poetry group members, people from the yoga classes I have been taking, and people I have met from church. My next door neighbor, Gayle, left this morning. As I ride my bike around I see more and more places closed up. Seems like every day for the last two weeks are taken up with saying good-bye, stay well, see you next season.
I have made my list--all the little details of closing up the house. I don't have too much to pack. Florida clothes don't necessarily translate to VT summers, but what I do have to take is important. I have already had a dream about arriving at the airport without having printed out my flight information.
In the mean time, my calendar is already filling with VT activities. Soon I will be saying hello once again to family and friends in the north.
As it says on those tee shirts--life is good.
Leaving is often difficult in so many ways, but the memories remain along with the anticipation of the future. Enjoy!
ReplyDeleteEven as you hate to leave your Florida life I know you're looking forward to seeing your family in Vermont.
ReplyDeleteYou have such a full life in both your homes and it must be so nice to get away from the weather at both ends of spectrum. Safe travels!
ReplyDeleteWe had a weekend place when I was younger. I remember how much I looked forward to going there and forward again, to returning home. Hope you have an easy return to the cool fresh air of Vermont.
ReplyDeleteYou have made a home for yourself in both halves of your life. Having suffered the sudden loss of your spouse, you have taken charge of your life and made it full and active and meaningful. You are remarkable!
ReplyDeleteSafe travels.
My brain is not very organized and I would make a mess of switching homes. You are a pro at it.
ReplyDeleteHaving the two homes sure makes the trip a lot easier. A lot less to lug back and forth.
ReplyDeleteNice way to look at those goodbyes. They will soon be replaced with "hellos."
It's nice to have two homes to live in -- one up north, the other down south.
ReplyDeleteIs it really that time of year... ALREADY? Where does the time go? I'll meet you in Vermont (blogwise). Have a safe and happy trip back.
ReplyDeleteHave a good trip to the other home. It will probably be a bit weird going back to your new place.
ReplyDeleteYou're about three weeks behind me. I could have written exactly the same thing! I am finally beginning to feel back in Washington State after nearly five months in Arizona. Safe travels.
ReplyDeleteWe've had a lovely few days of sunshing!
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