Future Perfect Tense.

I wasn’t purposefully offline when the blog disappeared a few weeks ago…I was having an, erm, argument with my hosting company. At least it seems to be resolved. I had no access to the blog either. Sigh. Time to back-it-up.

We were in California last week and found a house to rent. It’s not big on character, but it does have room (or rooms) and a huge backyard for the dogs and the girl. And a little guesthouse for R.’s office. And orange and lemon and grapefruit trees. Novel. And we found a great preschool for The Bee, small, with a wonderful flower-laden outdoor space.

It’s been two years since I started this blog, and it may be time for a break. The host site fiasco perhaps was a message–or I took it to be one. I feel my Singing Bird voice slipping into something new. Spring. A new state. With new weather. So to speak.

So, this may very well be happy trails to you and yours. Thanks for all the community you lent me along the way. Peace.