they are only the first pictures we will take, as we open a new door to see a warming afternoon sun cast its light into a vacant home.
the door is old, but new to us…we are so very happy that it will be our own front door in the years to come…
and as the afternoon goes on, the rooms come to fill with boxes holding picture frames, pots, pans, books, childhood friends, linens and all the things that for the short distance of one home ending and another beginning are placed in limbo until they might again be find their place and their useful
the first family place appears and set for a first meal as we begin again in a new place even as all the rest our life is still packed away.
and the past garden that has been frozen still, will become our own to be carefully planted when spring arrives again new.