Today marks our last Sunday in this place (my favorite day). It's kind of a funny sensation, but one I've come to accept and embrace. I'm going to miss a lot about this place, but I'm also quite ready to get out and into something more functional.. and dare I say, quiet(?)
"Our Tree" in the field, by Queen Alexandra School. We love playing fetch over here.
I've seen this van, almost every day since we moved here. I love the pony decals.
A friendly man, and his dog, Chloe. I love meeting strangers (who have become regulars) on Whyte Avenue.
Cooling off at the splash park, on 73 Avenue, down the street from our old place. The best place to cool off after a long walk and play, outside.
The view from under our tree. I love sitting in the grass, and looking for pictures in the clouds.
There's something both sad and heartwarming about change. It's difficult to leave the things that have become so familiar, yet they're not really going anywhere. There will be visits to what will soon be our "old" stomping grounds. We've been visiting what has become our favorite spots, and taking it all in, before we venture into something new and unfamiliar. It takes me back, and I know I'm going to learn a lot of stuff along the way.
Playing ball, in the field behind our house. I'm going to miss this.
Thanks for the memories, south side. You taught me so much about the concept of home, and what makes living easy.