Boo Knit and Carpet of Fire...

In all the fray of the pseudo-move, I never posted a photo of my Morticia Mystery KAL by Boo Knits after it was finished.  It has lots... and lots... and lots of beads.  They reminded me of caviar... mixed in the multi-layered blue of the Madelinetosh Light yarn in the colorway Esoteric.

Esoteric:  Understood only by those few with pertinent interest and knowledge; belonging or pertaining to an inner or select circle. ~ per New Webster’s Dictionary.

I still hope to get some better photos when there is more light... and less rain.  (Plus, the help of my daughter.)  The Little Men & Co. will be heading in for their Christmas visit soon.  I can hardly wait.

The rain has knocked down almost all the beautiful leaves...

They look like a carpet of fire... So beautiful...

"The Lord bless you and keep you; the Lord make his face shine on you and be gracious to you; the Lord turn his face toward you and give you peace."  Numbers 6:24-26

Wishing you a holiday full of appreciation for the treasures of every day life...

blessings ~ tanna

Band of Angels, Wavy Windows and Juneberry Shawl...

Last week a Band of Angels appeared on my doorsteps... with lunch and help to undo the-big-mess-of-the-failed-sale-of-our-home.  One of the angels, Kim, said that she believes this the way the church was meant to operate... to help one another in need...  They certainly ministered to my need and were such a blessing... Not just in a physical way of helping... but, even greater for me, an emotional and spiritual help... a lifting and holding up... an encouragement... a hope...

So, Tallulah (our home) is back on the market.  Not quite as well dressed as she was before.  She's sporting what I have dubbed "Dorm Room Chic", complete with packing box end tables plus a few extra packed boxes in the corners.  And, I'm just going to go with that for awhile.  I'm not ready to consider moving all the rest of the furniture back just yet (all set up at one of the Old Girl apartments). 

Who knows what will transpire.  The folks we have a contract with on their home were kind enough to extend our contingency on the sale of Tallulah.  Day by day.... day by day...

Until the next step, I am going to enjoy the views out my wavy windows...

 

Because, if there is one thing that I've learned in the past few years, it is that you need to enjoy what you have... savor it... because each season is fleeting... way more than you might imagine...

 

We take things for granted... the special becomes ordinary... And, then its season is over...

 

I really can't remember when I finished this shawl.  I bought the yarn in May while in Austin for a wedding.  I do remember I was finally able to block it Monday afternoon... ;)

The pattern is Juneberry by Jared Flood and the yarn is Brooklyn Tweed Shelter.  I love the textures!

 

I am incredibly blessed by God's love and the amazing people He has placed in my life... I am so grateful for the thoughts and prayers and words and acts of encouragement... the goodness... the generousness... the kindness... from near and far...  My heart is full.

Thank you... thank you... thank you... blessings ~ tanna

Oh. My. Goodness!!

The first hard freeze came last night... so did the freeze on our moving process...

Over three weeks into a contract on the sale of this house (and a week into a contract on the purchase of another)...

Past the Option Period...

Past the Inspection...

Past the Appraisal...

After agreeing to a week earlier closing date..

After half of our things moved out into one of the Old Girls...

Boxes everywhere...

We get the phone call from our realtor that the buyers have been denied their loan... in spite of the pre-qualifying letter we had been given.

We are stunned.  The domino effect has impacted:  us... the people who own the home we now have a contract on... the owners of the home they were going to buy... all the ancillary folks to those transactions...  and all the workers lined up to begin the makeover of the new home in two weeks...  I'm still simply stunned that anyone could get this far into a transaction before they would know they could not get the loan.

Yesterday morning, I drove by the prospective new home... and it was the first glimmer of excitement I had felt over this move.  I felt the familiar old stirring of imagination and anticipation of what this property can become... I felt appreciation of an opportunity to make it beautiful again... Of the little spot it sits overlooking a small lake... 

I felt the door firmly closing to our lives in Tallulah and to the dreams she held... gratitude and peace for leaving her better than we had found her... Readiness to step into the next chapter...

There is a hope I have...  for a couple... who looked too late (after this house was under contract) and I could hear the love in their voices (my greatest hope for the next caretakers of this wonderful Oldest Girl)... I'm prayerfully hoping this could work out for them... but, who knows?

What a roller coaster ride...

For this morning, I'm taking a pause... taking a breath... stepping back...

Trying not to think about the fact that this house is upside down and way far off from being "ready to show" and getting it back on the market... Just not to think about any of it for a few hours...

I so deeply appreciate each of your thoughts and prayers in this time... This community of wonderful, inspiring, encouraging, supportive women never ceases to amaze me and lift my spirits.  I treasure each kind thought and word you have taken the time to share.  A heartfelt thank you... and blessings to all ~ tanna

On Broken Dreams...

It is probably wrong to love a house as much as I have loved this one...

It speaks to my very soul...

And... has held my dearest dream...

Of close family... 

 

Sunday dinners...

 

After school cookie baking...

 

Impromptu gatherings...

 



 

 Lives shared around a kitchen table..

 

All that was never a part of my childhood...  We always want what we didn't have, don't we?

 

 

I'm reconciling myself to the fact that dream is never going to be realized for me...  It has never been in my stars, as the old saying goes.

 

 

So, this chapter is closing...

 

 

My Beloved would like a different lifestyle... One near a golf course... A house with big closets... and a garage...

 

I've had my turn... So, we listed our Brick Street Bungalow and had an offer the second day...

We've been heatedly looking for a place to move.  The closing on Tallulah, The Brick Street Bungalow, is less than three weeks away.  I am going to have to be absent awhile longer as the frenzy continues...

 

 

I have missed keeping up with everyone... and I will have to continue to miss out for awhile longer.

 

This has been a difficult period for me... but, I'm ready to move on...  It is time.

 

Life will go on... New dreams will be born...

 

blessings to all ~ tanna