Yes, I am back in the United States, staying in the Berkshires in Massachusettes and waiting for our home in NY state to be ready to move into.
Yes , I am glad, no ... I am thrilled to be here.
So I was browsing through one of my favorite Tumblr blogs and fell into a reverie of ... What would it be like to live in Venice ... Italy.
We would do it differently this time .. no big apartment with room for visitors who don't visit that often .. none of our own furniture shipped hither and yon ... No .. just my husband and myself and our suitcases and a rented apartment in Venice .
Falling asleep at night to the sound of water slapping against stones.
Waking to the sounds of the city wakening, gondolas and market boats and shoppers and tourists and church bells and doves and pigeons ...
Hmmmm ...
It takes a lot of courage to release the familiar and seemingly secure, to embrace the new.
But there is no real security in what is no longer meaningful.
There is more security in the adventurous and exciting, for in movement there is life, and in change there is power.
Alan Cohen
"Outside of a dog, a book is a man's best friend.
Inside of a dog, it's too dark to read."
Groucho Marx
The doors we open and close each day decide the lives we live.
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