In Hoc Signo Vinces

.... I just looked back and realized that it's been ages - 5 months since my last post. I suppose I have a lot to post about but so very little is about the lake and the house so I haven't. Five months seems like a really, really long time yet, it isn't. Life is a trip and it's amazing how much it can change in a blink. A nanosecond. A heartbeat....

So I guess I will get out what I am used to talking about in this blog... the lake. I haven't been there since my birthday in May. The lake was so high and it covered my projected homestead and I felt very sad when I was there so I haven't been back. The architect and I had a final falling out, he went back to Montreal on poor terms and I have had plenty to keep me occupied otherwise. I have decided to build the guest house though and it will be outstanding but small and super basic and up near the blueberries. This is what it will look like. 

 

My friend Laura turned me on to this young guy that has a place not far from the lake that builds horse barns and sheds and he is happy to tweak one of his standards to reflect my taste and needs. It's all good and will probably come about in the fall or spring depending on my "financial reality". I've never been good with reality, financial or otherwise... funny, I'm a Taurus and we are supposed to be wizards with the buck. Oh well.

On another note I have moved and I am living in an ancient version of a tiny house and it's really sweet. It's about 700 sf and I love it so, so much. It has a garden with brilliant and bountiful flowers and raised beds, next year I will plant an amazing garden but today it is overgrown and needs a lot of tlc. In spite, it truly feels like a precious little nest....

It has a little brass plaque on the front door that says "In Hoc Signo Vinces". Garrell looked it up for me and it is a battle cry that means "From this place, you shall conquer". I feel like I will or that at least it's possible. That's a good feeling.  

I know this post isn't as upbeat as usual and normally on a new moon I would try super hard to whistle some dixie from my ass but today I'm letting reality be.... it's been a hard year. Today I am letting it all go. This post is cathartic. 

And on that note this post is dedicated to my friends. I am so blessed to have so many. They bring me laughter, wine, impromptu coaching sessions, and sparkly unicorns when I'm in need. Sometimes they remind me that I need to update the rest of them here. Thank you, Carol....

And to my most special and lovely friends Ian and Margo, I will miss you. Every day. This year, you both showed me over and over again what it takes to live whole-hearted in grace, in pain, in love, and in life. I love you both so dearly.