I've moved twelve carloads of things to the new house already. My knees are already complaining about all the trips up and down the stairs. It doesn't dampen my enthusiasm, though.
One of the best things about moving into a new house is the constant discovery. When I need a break, I wander around in the yard. I knew we had a crepe myrtle, but it hadn't bloomed yet. Finally it began to blossom and revealed itself as my favorite color of crepe myrtle -- watermelon!
And we own hydrangeas! How I love hydrangeas!
I found a lovely patch of rosemary that will be a lovely start for my herb garden.
There's a gingko, which will turn gold in autumn and the Bradford pears will turn burgundy. There's also a Japanese maple, which I'm guessing will be some sort of shade of red.
And then there was this little surprise. I wondered why the sellers left a dead fern hanging on the front porch. It turns out there is a lovely bird's nest in it. I clicked a photo and then carefully hung it back.
Aaaaaaand then there are the not-so-good surprises. One day this week I pulled things out of the closet to take to the new house. Once my sewing machine was removed, this huge brown spider came swaggering into the hallway. The photo really doesn't do it justice. (Insert shiver here.) Thankfully, Eli was too busy eating breakfast to see it and Brian hadn't left for work yet. My hero dispatched said spider with a combat boot. (I know spiders are good for the planet. And I leave spiders alone when they are outside in their natural habitat. But when they come into my habitat...)
Thankfully, the good surprises far outweigh the creepy!
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