New Life

Today I signed the papers making my old house not my house anymore. This thing was supposed to have happened in December so all winter long what was once beloved has been empty. It would all be very tragic for me I think if not for the prospect of a new life in the country.

I'm moving to a house that needs everything done to it from pouring the foundation to the new roof and all of the infestations and vagaries in between. But the house has big windows and fews of mountains and sits on fifteen wooded acres with a pond. My task for the next...how many years?...will be to reclaim what is charming and decrepit, but what I'm really thinking about is enlarging the pond so I can swim all summer.