May came in like a lion for us, tearing and gouging at out tranquil life, changes are upon us with little notice, I can’t get into all of it at the moment, but the main and most pressing change is that the part of the Farm that we live on is being sold and we have to vacate this beautiful house we have called home for the last six years.
I have lived on this Farm for 21 years, sharing the last eight of them with my wife, there have been amazing changes in the world in that time, computers, cell phones and the internet came, the cold war ended, the Soviet block despaired, the sun rose over 7,665 times and set, one could almost call it a lifetime the years I have spent here. Not being here anymore came as a shock and took a while to assimilate.
But there is truth to the saying that every dark cloud has a silver lining, we decided it was time to own our own house, and with that in mind we started looking around with the hope of finding something in the country and not far from here so as to remain close to our jobs, family, friends and Bourbon (Evelyn’s horse), right away we realized that this was a tall order to fill, unfortunately we live in a pricy area of the provence, houses that fit our bill were way out of our price range and it soon became apparent that compromise would be necessary and we started looking at houses in town.
Right away I became depressed, the modern subdivision to me is an abomination, developers and politicians in there greed pack as many houses per acer as they can, including two blades of grass per house as a backyard , fencing it in with monstrous walls that rival The Berlin Wall in there starkness , were has the human creativity gone ? our artistic flare ? , Joni Mitchell says it so well in her song Big Yellow Taxi :
“ they paved paradise and put up a parking lot “
and then they have the audacity to name there developments with heavenly appellations like “ The Green Glens by the Serenading Brook “ ( have to be carful and not name one, don’t want to get sued !! ) , which translates to “ Two Trees in a Drainage Ditch” and one is blessed by the sight of brick walls and tall wooden fences as far as the eye can see, horizontal skyscrapers is what they are.
I am once again rambling , I’ll stop.
We drove through our neighboring towns , Aurora, Newmarket , Pottageville, Schomberg , Lloydtown, Beeton , Tottenham , etc ... scanning the “ For Sale “ signs , without finding what we were looking for, then almost in Schomberg , but to pricy and then last weekend while driving through and old neighborhood of Newmarket we found it , a house with character , charm, and a large green backyard, we scrambled to get an agent, rushed an offer in just beating two others and got lucky, so now we are the proud owners of a HOME !!!
We have a couple more months of rural life before we take possession and become urbanities, and now that we have had time for all of this to sink in we are actually looking forward to it, life is an ever changing thing full of surprises !!, there are more changes ahead, but like this one we will tackle them as they come and with a bit of luck land on our feet.
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