This is a first post after some years away from this blog. I'm sitting in my living room in Fall River, it's cold and sunny outside the window one day after Boxing Day. I'm looking out on the corner of Garden and Primrose. The names of those streets always reminds me of the time back in 2007 when we won a visit from Roger Cook of This Old House. The aide that was working through the details of the visit wrote in an email "...your cross-streets are very aptly named for a gardening adventure...". Well we may not have lived up to the promise of that visit from Roger, our yard is still a rustic mess, and that's being polite, more of an urban hillbilly look really, but we love it and will probably stay here till they carry us out.
This is the time between Christmas an the New Year. A good time for looking back, and forward, making plans and choices.
I've heard from all of the immediate Perry family one way or the other this season. We love each other, and remember to say so often, but our family has no regular tradition around the big holidays. In fact I'm not sure we have any traditions in the traditional sense...ok kick my ass for that one...but really, we remember to say, "I love you", we kiss and hug when we see each other and to say good bye. That behavior though, is instinctive. All of us, Mom, Robin, Scott, Jonathan and I do this because life taught us, in Hopeworth, 46 years ago that we must. Hopeworth Estates, our home place, and our crucible...
This is the time between Christmas an the New Year. A good time for looking back, and forward, making plans and choices.
I've heard from all of the immediate Perry family one way or the other this season. We love each other, and remember to say so often, but our family has no regular tradition around the big holidays. In fact I'm not sure we have any traditions in the traditional sense...ok kick my ass for that one...but really, we remember to say, "I love you", we kiss and hug when we see each other and to say good bye. That behavior though, is instinctive. All of us, Mom, Robin, Scott, Jonathan and I do this because life taught us, in Hopeworth, 46 years ago that we must. Hopeworth Estates, our home place, and our crucible...
