someday i will write of feet stomping snow clumps from boots. i will write of mudrooms and clothes wet from never ending winters. woodstoves and soups and shared lives. there will be beauty in the simplicity of saying good morning. because that is how i will see it. because that is how i have dreamed it.
someday my stories will write themselves.
my camera sits idly, waiting patiently for the dust to settle. for the boxes to unpack. my camera is patient and knows that i am eager to show her around these parts. i blink and rub my eyes as if awakening from the best dream ever. my surroundings have changed…
you see, i’ve moved.
i’ve moved to New England and it’s alive with love and family and laughter and barefoot children. and it seems so bizarre because it happened so suddenly although it was a long time coming by way of heart.
i am full of stories. yes, still processing the month that passed like a blur with health issues and big life stuff. yes, crossing the country only to downsize and pack it up again to make our way 700 miles further north.
i am full of stories untold.
(always trusting they will spill when they are good and ready)
i’m very excited to share the loveliness of our new life here in this space.
treeforts and fairyland.
sunny days and dewy mornings.
big red barns and the happy souls that live in them.
let me catch my breath, i’ll be back in this space as soon as i can. i’m simply absorbing it all because it’s like a dream come true.
xo meredith
sending love my friend. xo
Yay! So happy for you Meredith and looking forward to the stories that will unfold as the dream takes shape! XOXO!
xo
I’ll wait for your stories, you pictures and the dust to settle from boxes moved and unpacked and stored and broken down and recycled. I get it.
You’ll find your way, your place, your groove and I’ll wait with an open ear and eye for your stores and your pictures.
xoxo
I am so loving this post. And you. I hear happy.
We are wishing the best for you. Love to you!
Dorothy
I saw your post on Habit and was intrigued…your words are images are a pleasure to see and read. I wish you luck during your transition. My sister told me once and I think of it often…”the harder thing gives you the greater reward”.
breathing deeply as i feel your joy.
xo
your words are light and happy.
that is worth every mile you traveled.
every one.
xo
I absolutely love the image of being full of stories untold and trusting that they will spill out when they are good and ready. What a great picture, especially as we realize our points in life; i.e: parenthood, spouse, son/daughter, colleague, friend, etc.
Welcome to New England!!
I am a longtime reader and fan of your blog. If I can ease you into your Northeast matriculation please let me know as I live in Massachusetts.
Warmest wishes,
Trish
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Meredith, this post made me so happy! Would love to know where you are…
I love New England and have always dreamed of living there. Even at this late date, I still dream of shucking it all and moving to some small town like Bristol, NH or Bethel, ME, or Putney, VT. You sound so happy. Enjoy and start making those memories.
Good for you. I come back to your blog when I am looking for some determination. This post was just what I needed to read today – an impetus for moving forward. Thankyou! And good luck:)
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