Threshold Day

One Bold Crone with Dog & Mountain Laurel

We leave tomorrow. One last highway Odyssey across the USA.

One last full day in the house and the village I’ve called Home for thirty years.

Thresholds like these don’t come around too often in life. When they do, they are worthy of marking.

Timi in Bare Living Room

I’ve been sleeping on a borrowed air mattress (thank you, Sarah Patton!) for the past two weeks since all my furniture vanished, thanks to an auspicious encounter with Aaron, a strong and friendly junk removal entrepreneur who collects mid-century modern furniture on the side. (Tagline: “I make things disappear”.)

Aaron will be back today to help me load the car in exchange for a lovely Danish teak table, literally the last stick of furniture left in the house.

MCM on the Porch

Needless to say, and after a solid two weeks of sorting and culling and meaningful, emotional goodbyes, the OBC is having feelings.🦋🥺

In this, I am not alone. 

Clyde in His Top Favorite Birdwatching Window

Timi and Clyde have been wonderful companions during the past couple of months since our bumpy arrival from the last trip, tolerantly overseeing all the profound changes in the house, and providing much needed nervous system co-regulation services.

They must sense we are leaving again very soon. They see the suitcases, and the boxes packed, but of course what happens next is out of their control, and it’s all very touching in a tender and poignant way.

They go with me no matter what.

Not everything can.

Still Life by Ruth Marjorie Kreger (née Gold), my paternal grandmother.

No matter what is left behind…tomorrow we three are leaving together.

One dog. One cat. One bold crone.

A new life awaits.

As gracefully as possible, may our grasp on the old be released….

🌿🦉🌵

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It means a lot to me to know you are there, especially when I am on the road, and the days are long and tiring—but no pressure! Only if it feels right & works for you.

Truly,

💛 OBC

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16 thoughts on “Threshold Day”

  1. Goodbye Montague! What an adventure you’ve had in the Pioneer Valley since ‘76 — and now another in Coachella awaits. May the journey west be smooth and easy for you, Timi, and Clyde. Enjoy the ride. ♥️

  2. Seems to be the season of geographic change. I sold my PS house this spring. Purging, donating, selling, packing up possessions and many memories. So many friends are on the way to somewhere else. NC, Idaho, Amsterdam, Nice. This is a big move for you. Always disruptive, yet physically and emotionally cleansing. Have a safe journey with your travel mates. Looking forward to continue to follow your adventure.

    Leslie Frank

    1. Oh Leslie, it’s so nice to hear from you! And yes big move…for you, too. Will you come back to visit the desert? We miss you in writing group! 💞

      1. Diana,

        Will be back a few times. Been a challenging year. My husbands decline from dementia, spiraled a year ago. Hospital stay, then months of of rehab. Finally located a smallish memory living center in Mt Vernon, NY. Though wheelchair bound, he’s safe and well cared for. While he continues to not be the person we knew, he recognizes us, and is adjusted.

        Yes, I miss the workshop too. Jope to rejoin later this summer.

        Best….Leslie

      2. Mount Vernon—my old neighborhood, and a long way from PS. Sounds like you’ve had a challenging year indeed … sending you love. 💞

  3. Happy safe travels to you three!🤗💞✨…and know you are So Loved, everywhere you are❤️🩷💜💙🩵💚💛🧡❤️🩷

  4. waiting for the next post and enjoying the pictures! I am so excited with your first Amazon truck sighting! where are you now? I miss you!

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