In transition

We are officially renters in a place that used to be ours.  It is weird thinking about. 

 The fall season is normally a grounding one for me.  A time to think deeply and connect myself to my space and the important people (and animals) in my life.

 It is the deep breath after the marathon of summer.  And instead of sinking deep and reconnecting I am having to divorce myself from this little farm I have spent so much time loving and building.

We have been so happy here. We have grown so much.

  It is an odd transition.