Reunited

They were very patient, the Boston Gentleman and the Sidekick cat.

Sure, they had a good time at the Spa.

But they were always on the lookout.

Whenever a car pulled up they wondered if it would be their Real People.

This weekend their patience was rewarded.

The Boston Gentleman was beside himself.

Hugs! Kisses! 

The Real People came to take them home!

Ah, we are so glad that the Boys are happy.

But it must be said that our house is awfully quiet without them.

Don't leave me behind!

Last weekend the Indy Duo and the Boston Gentleman showed up for a farewell visit.

The Boston Gentleman was sticking close to That Bearded Guy.  This past month has been hard for the Boston Gentleman.   He likes everyone together and everything where it should be.  This past month his Guy was gone and all the things in the house moved around and his people were stressed and anxious - well, everyone except the Sidekick Cat, who thought it was fun to have packing boxes everywhere.

So he kept an eye on everyone while they said their farewells and got ready to leave.

And when the car pulled out, the Boston Gentleman made sure he was in it.

From this distance you can't quite make out his nose sticking out the window, but believe me, he's there.

Yes, off they go, off to adventures on the East Coast, and the Indy Duo will be in Indy no longer.

What I'd like to take away...

The farm has been sold. The house is being emptied. Mimi asks if I want anything.

Yes, I do.

She means, do I want a table or a lamp? But that isn't what I want.

I want the driveway.

I want the walk up from the front gate to the house.I want the walk from the house down to the road and across it, over the pasture to the creek.

I want the cool creek on a hot summer day.

I want the sound of water flowing and insects singing.
I want the sunlight dappling the water.

I want the barn.

I want the dusty light slipping through the walls of the old hayloft.I want the dim shade inside and the bright green light outside.I want the autumn light and the long shadows of evening.

I want the early morning light on the spring house.I want the textures of stone and leaf and bark and moss.I want morels and bluebells in the spring.I want pears and persimmons in the fall.I want the steady springtime chant of frogs from the branch,

and the bawling of calves looking for their mothers.

I want the echo coming back from the barn of voices from the porch.

I want the honking of geese overhead

and the mysterious calls of owls far off in the hills.

I want the quiet still waters of the quarries.

I want the tickle of fish nibbling my toes as I float above the rocks.

I want the porch full of people,

and the picnic table full of food.

Yes, my list goes on and on.....

But since I can't have what I want, Mimi, I'll take the dresser and your grandmother's coasters.