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June 22, 2008

Filed under: family, poetry — tito @ 10:40 pm

Go back to sleep little one
the thunderstorms are blowing in the summer
it’s only thunder and it will pass
smell the fresh wet air like new grass
the fireflies are coming alive
like fairies from a Midsummer dream
the little sprites that follow our loves and lives
they will know we’re leaving this yellow house
because they can speak with the wind and rain
they will know we’re leaving this little yellow house
this yellow house where you were born
this yellow house where your sister was born

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Tim

Beautiful poem.

It is painful to say goodbye to our homes, even when a new one awaits. Blessings to your family. We will be gone from June 29

through July 13. After that, pick a mutually agreeable time and leave the kids here for two days to work on setting up the house.

Love Christie

Comment by christie burns — June 23, 2008 @ 4:59 pm
Thanks Christie. I will take you up on that, and I’m sure the kids will love seeing their cousins. Since I know that you’ll be back in mid July, I’ll plan the first of our housewarming parties after then. By the way, the poem end this response were both done with voice recognition software. What fun it is to simply talk to your computer.

Comment by tito — June 23, 2008 @ 10:09 pm
I stumbled across your blog via Flickr, where I was looking for everyday pictures of life in Lincoln, RI. My family and I are moving there this summer, if/when we can sell our house out of state. The first thing I read here was this poem, which is strikingly similar to what we’re experiencing right now. It’s a tough change, more-so when we know so little about the place we’re moving to. It is comforting to see another family seemingly well-adjusted in the area. Great poem. Thanks!

Comment by Andy Ashton — June 24, 2008 @ 2:31 pm
Hi Andy,
thanks for commenting on my blog. I can empathize with your nervousness about moving to a place unseen. Six years ago we moved from St. Louis, Missouri here to Rhode Island. For the most part, sight unseen. The first year we live in Providence on Eastside. It was kind of the hip, college neighborhood near Brown University. We lived there in an apartment and joined the community boating center. Growing up in Colorado, and living in the Mountain West and Midwest all my life. I’d never sailed before in my life and it was fun learning learning to sail.

We couldn’t afford the east side, so we started looking around for other town to live in. I am also an avid mountain biker, and I’d been riding my mountain bike in Lincoln Woods. We bought a little house just outside the entrance of the park. It was really great, because I could just ride out my door into the woods.

This year we were thinking about moving back to Colorado. I still have a cabin there in the Mountain West. However, we just didn’t think we had another cross-country move left in us. We decided to stay in Rhode Island, and start looking for a bigger house, because we were getting tired of sharing a room with the baby.

After looking at pretty much every town in Rhode Island, we decided at Lincoln really had everything that we wanted: good schools, convenient location, and semi rural. In the end, we ended up buying a house on the same street that we live on — Great Road. It is only about 2 miles from where we are now, so this move is really going to be a piece of cake.

Good luck on your move. Let me know when you get out here and I’ll be happy to show you around.

Comment by tito — June 25, 2008 @ 7:35 am

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