Spring Moving

Spring is finally settling in England. Apparently it's been unseasonably warm here and the threat of drought is whispered occasionally on newscasters lips, though most people are reveling in the unusually sunny weather. It took a little warm front for us to realize how much we miss having green space - a place where we can garden, sip a glass of wine on a lovely evening, go outside in the morning without changing out of our pajamas, etc...

In fact, on Monday I climbed out of our kitchen window onto a rooftop landing where I had just enough space to plant flowers in a planter. We can't actually see the flowers from our window (we need to find something to put the planter on), but it felt good at the time to get soil under my fingernails. With the planting came a sweet promise of parks and barbecues, kites and picnics, all of which are much needed after a tough winter of feeling very isolated, lonely, and cold.

We've started seriously looking for a new place in Surrey, one with some green space and lots of light. Now we have to decide when we can move - before we head home for a hot summer in Texas or after we come back. I cringe at the thought of packing up and relocating, especially since our little shoe-shop flat is now so cozy and organized. (I can finally reach for an item and it be where I thought it was!) But even Jack says he's ready to move.  I asked him where he would like to live and he answered "Cornwall". Sorry, little man. Surrey is our home for the moment. :)