You know life has been rich when you're cleaning out the trunk and you exclaim, "look, a porcupine quill". A little reminder of the time we found a dead porcupine in the woods and captured it's skull to gift to Matheo for his 7th birthday. Good times.
And we've had many of these good times living in Cleveland for the past 3 years. But we've felt the desire to get some space from the Northeast and explore possibilities for living further south. So we're hitting the road this summer to visit friends and family in different places, practice our country accents, eat some good 'ole southern food, and hopefully get some perspective on life.
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| Lynea pulling out the porcupine quill. |
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| Not the first time we've had all of our stuff laying out on the floor. |
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| 8 years ago leaving for India |
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| My father-in-law prepared us an epic breakfast on our last morning in Cleveland! |
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| Many ingredients coming from his backyard mini-farm. |
I've been thinking lately about the concept of liminal space. Liminal comes from a latin word that means "threshold". It's an in between state, where you're on the threshold of something new, yet still have a foot in the other room. As one writer put it, "it's often a period of discomfort, of waiting, and of transformation". So here we are, having moved out of one place with nowhere certain to land - grateful for our friends and family who are supporting us along the way, and praying that the period of uncertainty will contain moments of clarity. And yes, there will be fun!
A huge part of our leaving involved finishing up the 2 school garden projects that Lynea began.
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| After school garden club at Mary Bethune Elementary |
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| Lynea showing off produce the students grew in the garden |
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| The garden at the Music Settlement |
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| We installed drip irrigation so it can be watered through the summer. Fingers crossed! |
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