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.

Thursday, June 13, 2013


In Buenos Aires, winter meant rain.
Not heavy downpours , usually just showers or light dreary rain that lasted all day .. Combined with lower temperatures and the greyness of the day, it made winter seem long and dreary.
Luckily there were always bright, cheerful, warm cafes and shops and malls and museums to visit and get out of the gloom and cheer up and get warm and not care if it was winter outside.

Now we are in the United States again. 
It is Spring ... it is raining. It has not stopped raining since we arrived ... well, almost.
It is not warm... it is dreary and grey and wet.
If we get in the car and drive to a town, we can go into a warm bright cafe and cheer up.
If we stay in the house we can eat M&Ms and drink hot tea and cheer up.
I chose the M&Ms and tea .. personally, I hate driving in the rain.

Tomorrow is the closing on our new home.
We will do the walk through and then go sign the papers and get our keys and walk around grinning like idiots.... well, I will, my husband has much more self-control.

Next will be the waiting for the delivery of our belongings... the slight frisson of worry about everything arriving .. everything that we said goodbye to back those months ago in Argentina .. will I be seeing them again here ?
Will we have a happy reunion next week ?
Let's hope the Gods of Moving House will look down kindly on us .. and let us get everything all in one piece this time ..

A few months ago I was up to my eyeballs in Argentine life .
Now I find myself in a quiet place, where you can hear the geese flying over in the evenings, honking.
A bit of a change from the taxis honking outside the building in Buenos Aires.

Lately we have been hearing a little too much of the sound of rain.
Water .. rushing water, splashing water and puddling water .. okay, it's nice, turn it off now !

We drive by fields where deer can be seen , hanging out where the cows are grazing.
We drive by fields where horses are waiting for a rider to come get them.
We drive by rivers that are now full and rushing and kind of scary looking.
We drive by homes that are 200 years old and beautiful, homes that look like a slight breathe of air will blow them down and homes that are Architectural Digest worthy.

We go into town, Great Barrington , and have coffee in the afternoon at a charming little coffee house .. funky might be the word more than charming .
The kids with the body art, piercings and dreadlocks, the older ladies with the set hair and neat little pocket books and the tourists with their windbreakers and sneakers and odd hats .. and the locals, housewives, bankers, and an occasional familiar face from TV or the movies .. all there to see on any given afternoon.

We will be leaving here ... going to our new little town with a new little coffee shop and new faces to remember.
There are fields of horses, a farm with Highland cattle and lambs and little goats, all together .. my new neighborhood .. Change is good.


  1. Good luck and wishing you well tomorrow, and then the following week when you are hopefully reunited with all your possessions.

  2. Best of luck, Candice..
    I hope the closing goes smoothly for you and your husband...

    Linda :o)

  3. Good luck tomorrow. I'm sure it will all be fine. Hopefully the sun will come out for you.

    I now have Alice's Restaurant rattling around my brain after you mentioning Great Barrington!

    Best wishes, from


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